Random Poet Incites The Mob...
Diseased weak minds,
Lamely they bleat.
SJWs brought down,
In total defeat.
What does it mean?
This poem,
This rhyme?
The poet's deluded!
It should be a crime!
With pitchforks and torches,
They came in a crowd.
SJWs furious!
The maelstrom was loud.
The poet leaned back:
Considered it art.
Overturning traditions,
Both apple and cart.
Would anyone read it?
Would anyone care?
More likely they'd frown,
Most likely they'd glare!
Into the blockchain,
This poem will slip,
Nobody will mourn,
Or remember it.
Only You can change,
This inglorious fate.
Resteem and Upvote it,
Tell 'em it's great!
What thanks will you get?
Nothing I fear.
Perhaps when I'm rich,
I'll buy you a beer.
I liked the defiant nature of this. Good write.
Defiance is a needed commodity. That you understand this shows your wisdom @moeknows. Very good.
I will resteem since I've exhausted all my voting power....look forward to thw beer :P love the poem, my friend.
May the peace of The Hated and Forsaken rest upon your noble brow, and may your enemies suffer eternal crotch rot.
Thank you. I often wish crotch rot upon my enemies myself ;)
Now your wish shall come true! Melkor's curse will be upon them.
Many thanks, great one.
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