This filk has been kicking around in my head for some time. I recently took the time to gather some info about the Dmitry Sklyarov case and formed this little ditty.

With apologies to Tracey Chapman…

Three weeks in a Las Vegas jail
For this software, for this software.
Fifty thousand dollar bail
For this software, for this software.

And everybody thinks;
That I’m the fool.
But they can’t read
Any docs from you.

The things we won’t do for docs?
I’d climb a mountain if I had to;
And risk my life so I could read you.
You, you, you…

Every day I’m psychoanalysed
For this software, for this software.
They dope me up and I tell them lies
For this software, for this software

I follow my heart;
And leave my head to ponder,
Deep in these docs
No man can read.
I follow my heart;
And leave my mind to wonder,
Are these docs worth
The sacrifices I make?

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