Oh Wikileaks - they gave us peeks
At things once confidential.
The government, big "bizness" went
Berserk at its potential.
But reading all their posts last night,
They released stuff on amiright
And folks who submit to this sight.
It's not inconsequential!

Old Ribber's wife will take his life
When she sees his strip club bill.
Tom Turtle's shell can smell like hell,
The odor of it can kill.
J.A.B. peed in 'Frisco Bay.
Andria moved to Mandalay.
Dan Creeden's in the C.I.A.
Adagio's in Bill Gates' will.

Friend B.A. Dave lives in a cave,
Our "British" guys? A Scots clan!
And Michael P. - was outted! He
Has always been a Sox fan!
Wild Child JIN's banned in Idaho.
2Eagle is A.F. Won's bro.
Fiddlegirl's hot at ten below.
Mark Scotti's trapped in his can.

Lost castaways are D.J. Blaze,
Ann, Patrick, John, and Warren.
Our carly writes on sleepless nights.
Dylan can write while snorin'.
Christie Marie's hair has turned blue.
B.J.M. joined A.C.L.U.,
And Chucky weeps the whole week through -
Need writers who aren't borin'!

Don't see your name? Then feel no shame,
But don't start your your fist pumping.
Your luck will end when Julian
Releases next week's dumping.
By now my friends you might surmise
That Wikileaks is naught but lies,
And this song is a joke - surprise!
Happy New Year - or "sumpthing"!