The Jigs Up
This cartoon caper where plays a fool
Who thinks her site and self are cool
Are but a joke to many here
This hypocrite no one should fear
She drops her lines under false names
Claiming shes not playing this game
But play she does and will soon find
Her just do, kicked out in time
It got old some time ago
Won't understand to just let go
Where prints all hers misspelled at that
The jig is up and that's a fact
Shame she just can't disappear
But like poor joke she reappears
To stir the pot she should be in
Like witch cackles bathing in sin
No threat, no cause but arrogance
Is her call to circumvent
The will of those that now ignore
Her ignorance at that too poor
Learn to spell and help yourself
Before writers upon you pelt
Barrage unseen verbal this storm
Wishing this day you were not born
Get off this childish ride your on
Leave well enough, get lost be gone
Annoying you just like bad breath
Keeps stinking up the air that's left
Learn to spell maybe next time
You'll be much harder for all to find
No class that's you in just two words
You nincompoop, sick and disturbed
Nuff said...
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