*She* follows round the forum men
Reads everything they say
They're gods to *her* she loves them all
*She's* ess ex-mad some say
Call *her* tarty if you will
*She* really does not care
Virtual ridings of cyber comfort and joy
Your personal Toy
Virtual ridings of cyber comfort and joy

Old or young, well or frail
This flighty babe's not torn
*She*'ll cyber any stranger
From noon til dusk til morn
Bald, fat, thin, or hairy
*She* really shows no scorn
When *she*'s riding on cyber comfort and joy
Your personal Toy
When *she*'s riding on cyber comfort and joy

To *her* your size don't matter
*She* really shows no shame
On *her* mind only pleasure
*She* doesn't want your name
Other females post their scorn
*She* cares not who they blame
Cos *she*'s riding on cyber comfort and joy
Your personal Toy
Cos *she*'s riding on cyber comfort and joy

Now should you fear this "Angel"?
Does *she* deserve your spite?
The women hate *her* behaviour
The men think *she*'s all right
They beg *her* for her photo
*She* teases say's *she* might
And *she*'s riding on cyber comfort and joy
Your personal Toy
Yes *she*'s riding on cyber comfort and joy

Now please read all these tidings
I must impart this tale
If you guys cyber strangers
You should know *she*'s a male
So keep your hand upon your mouse
Or you will quickly find
That you're riding with Roger for comfort and joy
Your Angel's a boy
Yes you're riding with Roger for comfort and joy!