In search of..............

[MathGirl]

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Has he went the way of the migratory goose?
We miss his wit, his style, his charm,
An' they way he types with just his left arm.

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Was he kidnapped, mistreated, and ain't got loose?
Shore hope he soon returns to this here Lit scene,
The DG Group needs a story for Halloween.

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Been gone so long, better have an excuse,
Hope he gets back and feels in fine fettle,
Cute as a bulldog lickin' piss off a nettle.

MG

 

[damppanties]

Here, oh here is dear dr_mabeuse
He's helping newbies to push their own muse
He's not there now, but that's where he's been
I'm sure he'll be here to help with Halloween.

 

[snooper]

With searching comes loss
And the presence of absence:
dr_mabeuse not found.

 

[Icingsugar]

There once was a dr_mabeuse
who through our hangout would cruise
He'd was witty and wise
and gave useful advice
But now that he's gone, sing the Blues


/Ice - yes, I'm bored

 

[MathGirl]

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Hope he ain't been hanged with a noose,
When he comes back, we'll holler, "Hooray,"
If he returns toot sweet, that'll be a fine day.
MG

 

[Clay Tanner]

Enjoyed your fine ode to the missing Dr. Mabeuse
No news of his whereabouts, my guessing's no use
Here's hoping he shows up as a result of your plea
With the wit you so miss, and rejoin this party

But, there's also the chance that your Dr. Mabeuse
Now amuses the angels like the good Dr. Seuss

 

[MathGirl]

Yoo Hooooo............

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Hope he's not in the woods, livin' with the moose,
It's not like him, being gone so long,
We'd welcome him back with a hug and a song.
MG

 

[Icingsugar]

Oh doctor, the path back to us you must find
Your absence is making us all lose our mind
Now MathGirl is getting all huggy and shit
I'm suspecting that she is not coping with it

 

[Svenskaflicka]

Where, oh, where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Perhaps he's taken an overdeuse..?

 

[MathGirl]

Whars thet sumbitch at?

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Makes me nervous, him runnin' loose,
Hope he ain't off somewheres sneakin'
Disguised as an Eskimo or Porta Rican.

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
I'm so upset, my stools are loose,
Hope he ain't been drawn and quartered,
Or sealed 'hind a wall where the bricks are mortared.

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Probbly off somewheres practicin' self abuse,
He makes us set here, worry and fret,
Here it's Monday an' he ain't back yet.

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Maybe on a tropic isle sippin' mango juice,
He mighta been injured in a real bad fall,
Or kept in a dungeon, ears nailed to the wall.


MG
Ps. Hiya, Svenska

 

[MathGirl]

All is forgiven.........

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Maybe on a train, hidin' in the caboose,
He might be sufferin' from a painful rectum,
But his friends are worried an' he otta respect 'em.

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
If he don't return soon, I'm gonna blow a fuse,
He may have trouble from a bad guy with a henchman,
Or he's learnin' to say "socker blew" like a Frenchman.

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Well, he ain't here, so what's the use?
I'd like to think that he's peaceful an' happy,
But he's probbly somewheres with a twist in his nappy.

Where, oh where, is Dr Mabeuse?
Might be locked up in a calaboose,
Hope it ain't the piles an' he's got 'em,
Maybe he's in Tulsa, peddlin' his bottom.

 

[oggbashan]

Maybe it is the beginning of term and he is getting fresh with the new crop, or sorting the wheat from the chaff?

It is the start of the academic year and a busy time for those in higher education.

Boringly (again)

Og

 

[MathGirl]

It is the start of the academic year and a busy time for those in higher education.

Dear Ogue,
This is the first time since I was about five that I haven't started a school term in September. Feels like something's missing.
MG

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Oh where, oh where, is Dr, Mabeuse?
Is he bright'ning his abode, painting it puce?
Has he taken to mincing with wrists flopping loose?
Or doing 5 to 10 years in the calaboose?

An opinionated pendant, an egregious bore,
Has he caught his testicles in the bathroom door?
WIth criticism so free, for praise such a whore,
Having nothing to say has never stopped him before.

Or perhaps he's just lazy. Perhaps he's just sluffing,
Perhaps on his skin flute he's ardently puffing?
Companionship scorning, invitations rebuffing,
When there's nothing to say, it's okay to say nothing.


---dr.X.

 

[MathGirl]

Gosh!

Dear Dr M,
Have you been gone? I'm afraid I didn't notice.
MG