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A prototype for neophytes
Was near completion by all rights.

"We're sure it will amaze the world!"
So there it was, (coming right along) a perfect song,
But what had happened? ("What has happened?! What has happened?!") "Something wrong!"

"A technological betrayal!"

It all caved in: a dream withdrawn,
For everything we'd done was gone.
Prototype for the Neophyte was lost.

"Hey man, sorry your data's too fragmented to save,"
"But here's a new disk and software upgrade--
a much bigger disk--a nice free upgrade.
You're welcome."

And so we part. (We go our separate ways,) We hibernate (We're moving to bigger and brighter things.)
To forget what we can't escape.

But bright ideas in time return.

So here we are. We rise again,
Triumphant, with a fountain pen.
Prototype for the Neophyte is this:

"Hey man, whatever came of that thing you were going to do?"
"Oh. Well, Fate wasn't so kind to our would-be so brilliant debut,
For back in '98, Roland went berserk,
And the moral of the story is to always save your work,
Save your work,
Save your work.
Don't be a jerk:
Save your work.
(Save your work.)

But here we are to sing again--
To conjure up a brand new gem.
"Prototype for the Neophyte" on a prototype made by neophytes is complete.