This filk was inspired by some recent suggestions that the MT storyline is moving too slowly. Apologies to Pink Floyd.

Title: MT Time
Influenced by: "Time" by Pink Floyd (Dark Side of the Moon) and MT

Moving along the slow pace that makes an MT day,
You anxiously wait to see what is on the way.
Little you know the day that it is, is unending.
So just wait around and opine in a thoughtful way.

Tired of waiting for "next Tuesday", for Miho's plan to come to be.
Piro's late for work again and when is Ping and Ed's Round 3?
And then one day you find ten years have got behind j00,
"Wow, this story's pretty slow." But that's just Fred's M.O.

[kick-ass guitar solo]

But some whine, and some whine, "Fred speed up with the plot," but just hold on...
What would we forumites do if we can't speculate?
The day stays the same and it's good in a way, just keep thinking:
"How in the hell will Fred end this endless day?"

Piro's gonna miss his lesson. Yuki goes to bed to cry.
Largo plans for Miho's fall and Ping just sits and looks kawaii.
Erika reveals just what happened all those years ago.
The day will end, tomarrow's longer. Again we'll all opine away...

Time by Pink Floyd

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

[kick-ass guitar solo]

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say.

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