Said French judge Jean-Jacques to the company Yahoo,
"Sorry to inform you, I guess I thought you knew.
Of all of our history, there's one thing we rue:
Giving in to Nazis. That's why they're now taboo.
But what do I notice that you auction by the slew?
Nazi books, badges and other things we eschew.
So I'm asking you, sirs, if you'd take a world view.
Please block out my countrymen who'd buy such from you."
Said Yahoo to Judge Gomez (and they seemed nonchalant),
"What the hell are you saying? Go eat a shit croissant!
We're trying to do business; d'ya think us enfant?
It's the Internet, Judge, from Cancun to Vermont.
Do daggers and uniforms your memories haunt?
Does your own French history make you a nervous aunt?
We don't sell to Frenchmen; the French buy en passant.
We're a US company and we'll sell what we want."
It seemed to Yahoo that the real problem was French.
Were they wanting something their own shops couldn't quench?
It's not as if sites could be built beside a trench.
If Frenchmen shouldn't buy, that's their own monkey wrench.
They argued it in court, their fists tightly clenched.
They spoke about free speech 'til in sweat they were drenched.
But Gomez insisted and he ruled from his bench,
"Be fined or add filters to keep out Nazi stench."
They couldn't find a judge who'd make a reversal.
Ten-thousand francs a day was no small dispersal.
His ruling set the stage, it was a dress rehearsal
of a Net where blandness became universal.
With threat of foreign lawsuit, fear of foreign fine,
web sites were scrutinized their content to refine.
Moms Against Drunk Driving went after ads for wine.
Muslims on the Net incensed at images of swine.
Florida threatened a west coast site on lemon,
Turks made big noises at a Sufi site in Yemen.
Baptists sued Rio for pics of naked swimmin'.
The Taliban insisted, "Remove all pics of women!"
Polygram went after MP3s of The Troggs.
ASPCA blew up at sites for unfixed dogs.
Greens got upset at online sales of old growth logs.
Czechs saw Slovak museum art they said belonged in Prague's.
Blocking content was the way for all who held a grudge.
Soon the biggest headlines disappeared from Matthew Drudge.
With all offenses safely blocked, the Net turned into sludge.
Links on links of vapidness to please one French judge.
So, Your Insipid Honor, Author of Morass,
I have one last thought, before I let occasion pass.
You and unnerved others have dealt the Net nerve gas.
My most sincere response: ...