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In his mind he's a pistolero
Six guns slung before
Tongue ever ready
For the verbal quick draw.
He's an Internet Cowboy
Found his true place
Where he  says what he likes
But never face to face.

One of the many so brave
Hiding there in Cyberland
Stabs you in the back while
Publicly shaking your hand.
Those anonymous heroes
Seeking internet fame
Hiding behind an assumed
Cyberland nickname.

How sad the cyber world
Has granted free speech
To this modern breed  
Of contemptible leech.
In his mind he's a pistolero
Ever there in the rush
To fire not from the hip
But safely from an ambush.

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