The sky up above
The Earth down below
The valley runs deep
The river does flow
The flower in bloom
And this tree grows so tall
As he gazed out at them
He kept asking himself
Where does the Wikipedian fall?

And to every astronomer
And author a name
And to every king in existence
Whom the throne did he claim
To every painting and artist
With a place down the hall
He asked with a sigh
Where does the Wikipedian fall?

To every event that was dreary
And physical theory
Every book that was sold
And places so eery

Every music and lyric
Known to man's ears
Birds of the heavens
And bison and deers
And historical facts
And post-war pacts
And fictional figures
And theatrical acts
From the Hollywood sign
To China's Great Wall
He asked once again
Where does the Wikipedian fall?

And despite all he's done
He really did love it
Like the Gurus he followed
He was from the world
But not of it
He knew for a fact
That his knowledge was small
As that old man once said
We can't harness it all
He bears silent witness
As he answers the call
And continues to ask to this day
Where does the Wikipedian fall?