SpartanIvy posted:

I met a traveler from an antique website,
Who said, "Two vast and trunkless Mangosteens
Stand in the carpet... Near them, on the computer,
Half drunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that it's poster well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the spine that fed;
And on the website, these words appear:
My name is Lowtax, poo poo Poster of poo poo Posters;
Look at my Frontpage, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal forum, boundless and gay
The lone and level goatse stretches far away."