I’m sure that he is sweet,
But little does it show,
But who is this Drew that prowls around,
Nobody really knows.
I’ve got a clue, but I’m not sure
On what he needs or wants,
Except to prowl on others work,
And throw out all his punts.
But if you search the site,
I’m sure that you will find,
This man called Drew, is very smart,
And his poetry is divine.
Do not be afraid of the harshness
That escapes his vulgar lips,
It’s just all words to stir you up,
To fulfill the goals he wish.
Just keep searching and you shall find,
A genius in disguise,
He’s not as dumb as you will see,
In fact he’s very wise.
He knows how to get his views,
By trampling on your feet,
His venom he will spit at you,
And then you will be beat.
You’ll then give in unknowingly,
He’ll be laughing on his mound,
In the end, you’ll sit back and laugh,
And see he’s homeward bound.