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Õ027ÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍPhoneÍLosersÍOfÍAmericaÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍ027¸
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³ Nursery Rhymes For Baby Phreaks & Other Perverts - by Colleen Card ³
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³ Written On March 30, 1995 ³
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There are plenty of phone phreaks out there who have children but those damned
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nursery rhyme books seem to ignore this fact. Well, it can't go on any longer!
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This text file is a collection of poems and nursery rhymes for phreak parents
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to read to their kids. Most all of them are a parody of some other kid's story
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so we expect to be hearing from a few lawyers very soon.
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Long call, short call, three call, free calls
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a parody of One fish, two fish, red fish blue fish by Dr. Seuss
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Long call, short call, three calls, free call!
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Black box, blue box, red box, telco box!
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This one has a little star,
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That operator has gone a little far!
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Say! What a lot of police there are.
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Yes. Some are red. And some are blue.
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Some are black. There's rainbow too.
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Some phreaks are glad. And some are mad.
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And some are very, very bad.
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Why are they glad, and mad, and bad?
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I do not know. Go ask your dad.
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Some phreaks are thin.
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And some are fat.
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The fat one has a lineman's hat.
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From there to here, from here to there.
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Phone phreaks are everywhere.
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It's a fact
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Phreaks like to hack
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some hack and yack
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on a cellular track.
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Oh me! Oh my! Oh me! Oh my!
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There are alot of phreaks nearby!
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Some have two phones, and some have four.
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Some have six years and some have more.
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Where do they come from? I can't say.
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But phone wires travel far, from a long, long way.
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We see phreaks come. We see them go.
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Some red boxes are fast and some are slow.
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Some phreaks are lame. And some are pros.
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Not one of them is like another.
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Don't ask why. Go ask your mother.
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Say! Look at his PBXs! One, two, three...
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How many PBX numbers do I see? One, two, three, four,
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Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. He has eleven!
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Eleven? What a fucking jew. I wish I had eleven too!
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Ring! Ring! Ring! I hear an operator begin to scream.
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I hear her scream as her headset rings.
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But I have a backdoor to MCI.
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The operator can't get my ANI. So...
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If you like to go Ring! Ring! Ring! Just call my backdoor number
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And make the operator scream.
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Who am I? My name's Colleen. I do so like to make phones ring.
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It is good. And it is right.
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To screw with people's heads all night.
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And when I make those red box tones. I like to stand at an Ameritech phone.
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Hello there, Chris. How do you do? Tell me, tell me what is new?
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How are things in your little head? What is new? Is Ryan dead?
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I do not mean to sound unkind. But who are you on my phone line?
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I do not think your call's sincere.
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So please go on GET OUT OF HERE!
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Oh dear! Oh dear! I didn't hear.
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Did you say Mildred Monday wants to bill here?
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Say look! Get your finger out of your ass.
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I bet you can't say that five times fast.
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The moon was out and we saw some agents.
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We saw some agents of the F.B.I.
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By the light of the moon.
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By the light of a star.
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The agents searched from near to far.
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They haven't caught all the phreaks thus far.
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For now good-bye, it's time to phreak.
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Keep your number unlisted, and your phone calls phree!
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Harry Little Roy
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All the perverts like to spend the day molesting gerbils together, but not
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hairy little Roy. He doesn't want to play with his friends, he wants to go to
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the park and have fun. Little Roy walks all the way through the park where he
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meets a cute frog. "Come play with me!" says Mr. Frog. Flip-flop and hippity-
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hop, they play leapfrog with Crisco across the meadow. Then, SPLASH! Mr. Frog's
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limp body falls into a big pond. "Mr. Frog, why do you have to be so fragile?"
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Sobs hairy little Roy. "Now I will be very lonely without a playmate." Luckily
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a kind horse was passing by, "Don't be upset, little Roy," says Ms. Horse.
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"I'll be your playmate and take good care of you!" Clip-clop and hipity-hop
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they trot back across the meadow. Hairy Roy is happy he has someone to take
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home to his apartment. Harvy, Roy's gerbil is happy too, he has a headache!
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All Roy's friends come over and they have a big party with Ms. Horse. The next
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morning Hairy Roy gives her a quarter and thanks her for the great evening.
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Hairy little Roy LIKES horses.
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The phreak is a person of talent and pride,
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All the knowledge he has will make some cockeyed,
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If you choose to cross him he will bide,
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Upon getting their numbers your FAMILY he'll chide,
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That might made your grandma an extreme homocide,
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And your family, in you, will no longer confide,
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You may find all your friends becoming very snide,
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As a voice on the phone threatens to make them one-eyed,
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When your eyes start going crazy and your brain overrides,
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When the phone makes you retch and you consider suicide,
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If the police always come over and want to kick your backside,
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Then I guess to that telephone company you should have lied,
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Maybe someday you'll get lucky and breathe in monoxide,
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Since your family has all had to change their reside,
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Too bad your father wants to make you into a cowhide,
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I guess you should say prayers by your squalid bedside,
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I want to tell you, Sylvia, that's it's now time to hide!
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(this one's to the tune of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star)
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Ring-a-ling, ring-a-ling, telephone,
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I will hope that no one's home,
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So I can break into your answering machine,
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Change your message so your mom will scream.
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Ring-a-ling, ring-a-ling, telephone,
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I will hope that no one's home.
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One, two, three, four,
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A phreak is knocking at my door.
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Five, six, seven, eight,
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His lineman's belt is on him straight.
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Nine, ten, eleven, twelve,
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He's putting phone wires under my shelf.
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Red Box Love Song
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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,
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You make me happy when skies are grey!
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You'll never know dear, how much I love you,
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Please don't take my sunshine away.
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I saw a pay phone, I had no quarters,
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I was lonely and I was blue.
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Then you pulled out your handy red box,
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And I knew your love for me was true.
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The AT&T operator was being mean to me,
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So I cried as you held my hand.
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She threatened to call Telco Security,
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So we laughed and said, "We're phone phreaks, ma'am!"
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I hear a red box, it chimes to sweetly,
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In the night as I'm in your arms,
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We'll call Jamaica and Austraila,
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And to us there will come no harm.
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Dog and a cat and a line man's hat?
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In the night I see you on my bathroom mat.
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If you wish for a quarter, maybe a dime.
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I might build you a red box and you will be fine.
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(to the tune of Bah Bah Black Sheep)
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Operator, operator, place my call,
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I found this number on a bathroom wall.
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You can't have my number and you can't have my name,
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I'll give you a card number and you can keep the change.
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Operator, operator, have you any codes?
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"Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Loads and loads!"
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Some for the businesses,
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Some for the lone,
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Some for the phone phreak who can guess my home.
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Hey, Kevin Mitnick,are you ashamed,
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of all the little antics that have caused so much strain?
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Could you be embarassed that you've been caught,
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And that you're a role model 'cause phreaks like you alot!
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