~a
green salute to forum trash~
Ode
To FORUMPOLICE
Red
Princess
Well
isn't this your lucky day
You
get a poem from me!
I
skipped the one for laundry, eh?
And
wrote this one with glee!
It's
funny what inspires you
I've
found none for a while
But
you, FP have managed to
Amuse
me with your style.
Your
forum cop approach sure lacks
Any
kind of sense.
You
post to people without tact
And
hang us on the fence!
You have
this list of rules, you say
Will
make this forum better.
But
only *you* can call the play
Or
you write us a letter!
Then
those of us who like to chat
End
up on a list.
We
just should not be doing that
Or
else you will get pissed!
Oh yeah,
I cursed, shame~shame on me
A
bad word, yes it is!
Oh
darn! I've had a drink you see
And
it had no fizz!
And now
when this poem is done
My
good friends will reply
And
make long threads because my fun
Just
poked you in the eye!
Now if
you know me, you know that
Rhyming
is my thing
And
I can rhyme you into shame
Without
a curse to fling!
So take
care FORUMPOLICE
Now
you're on *my* list.
As
someone new on Star Trek says,
"It's
futile to resist!"
ode to
FORUMPOLICE II
di~dah
it seems
you disapprove of most
you
don't like it when we roast and toast
and
the sight of friends just having fun
makes
you want to draw your gun...
so exactly
what are you doing here?
just
need a place to domineer?
to
your rules we want us to adhere
well
go away, you're too severe...
it seems
you read each post and line
and
this we say would be most fine
but
for you we will not redesign
or
listen to your endless whine..
by our
posts you're most engrossed
and
each ill you'll diagnose
so
perhaps you are a doctor, nurse?
no
your bedside manner would be too terse...
and you
seem to have an adversion to beer
so
bartending is out, now that is clear
how
about a teacher, dear?
the
need to grade i see it here...
whatever
you are, it's not a cop
and
this disguise you should drop
you're
no better than all the rest
and
we are totally unimpressed...
Trolls
welcon
if death
for brave men is but once
and
cowards die a thousand
then
trolls who strive attentions lust
must
measure life by hours
now most
of us will share beliefs
while
others prose or rhyme
but
trolls just offer pain and grief
from
ignorance in kind
to feed
their need and have someone
acknowledge
their existence
they
lash out blind, then turn and run,
their
bravery is distance
to live
such life of childish need
they
cannot satisfy
must
surely be their punished creed
for
deeds in other lives
so don't
give in or stoop to them
just
turn the other way
although
their words may hurt your heart
now
think of what I say
the problem
lies within their minds
don't
make them to your own
for
only in a room of friends
do
trolls remain alone.
Vile
and Wasted Words
bomac
Nasty
words thrown down on paper
Some
sick idea of a cutel lil caper
Are
then multi-posted into the cyber-vapor.
Whats
it really mean?
These
words I see?
Are
they merely put here?
To
anger you and me?
Is it
worth my time?
To
come here and see this trash?
It's
such a waste to respond back!
Or
shall I notify those in charge?
No,
they seem to be sleeping
While
the words assault
From
the minds of dogs!
Its hard
to fathom
How
someone can
Waste
their mind
A
gift from God to man
Wasting
space and time
Even
the air they breathe
All
for the sake of vaunting
Their
depraved needs!
Oh yeah!
Its a darn shame
There's
not someone to take them
Over
their knee!
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