Hey again folks -
Where you see [BLEEP!], please read instead
The S-word that's so often said
By this dull-witted, foul-mouthed TROLL
(As he pursues another goal?)
When ARBR's TROLL slips off to sleep
He dreams of docile networked sheep...
The old TROLL thinks he owns this group.
When someone's jumping through his hoop,
He seems to think he's scored a point,
But boy, his nose gets out of joint
When he's outwitted or ignored.
Still, just one time, as he implored:
Quoted message said:Poets should only write about love and death and
other esoteric things... you will have to get off the
subject of [BLEEP!] and onto proper poetic subjects.
I took the two-faced TROLL's advice -
No hint of [BLEEP!]; I played real nice.
The rhymes in my last message, team,
Unlike the TROLL's most favored theme,
Waxed esoteric - love and death.
I might as well as saved my breath.
Outclassed by what I really wrote,
The TROLL kept bleating, and I quote
[With fine, fair edits]: "... [BLEEP!], [BLEEP!], [BLEEP!]."
TROLLs' minds are neither broad nor deep,
And only have a single track
With rusty rails, both out of whack.
I think it's time the TROLL confessed
That if he took an inkblot test,
Each time the doc would put one down,
The TROLL would swear the stain was brown,
Then argue till his voice was hoarse,
"It's shaped like piles of [BLEEP!], of course!"
I've counted S-words on this thread,
Both standalone and paired with head.
For me the total's zero, zip!
[Well, twice I quote the TROLL's fat lip.]
There's two by 'nget' (the TROLL's sole fan?)
But who's the leader? Who's 'Da Man'?
With THIRTY-TWO, and counting, troup,
The all-time [BLEEP!]-head on this group,
The Number One of Number Two,
Is ARBR's TROLL! [All cheer:] Pee-ee-ee-YEWW-WW!!!
Regards,
Wayne