Ode to Chris Carter
O mighty Chris Carter,
Lord of horror and conspiracy,
God of fantasy and paranoia!
Week after week,
"The X-Files" you bring;
And ep after ep,
We are frightened to death
Yet time after time,
We come back for more
Caught in your intricate web
Of truth and light
Of UST* and G-men
Flukeboys, vampires, liver-men, and leeches,
Autopsies, psychos, killers, and misfits,
Brain tumors, cover-ups, aliens, and miracles
Anything your brilliant mind can conjure!
We join Mulder and Scully,
We fight Cancer Man and Krycek,
We wait, we worry,
We cry, we laugh
O Saint Chris!
I thank you, and I urge you:
Continue your holy mission,
Mulder's search for Samantha,
Scully's search for the truth. . .
The truth is out there
And because of you
I believe.