Oh, the snobbery of the uneducated.
Simple little children
so easily upset
deriving vengeful pleasure
off of someone they’ve not met
They hide behind their keyboard
and type their silly word
and all they did was anger
someone whose voice is heard
It seems so fully stupid
to attack when you don’t know
believing somehow you’re better
how much YOU need to grow
Lovely isn’t quite right
bitter is more on track
vengeful and ridiculous
and never had the knack
For doing this as eloquantly
as I have all these years
instead of being happy
you fill the world with tears
Oh tortured Honey
soul in pain
with bitterness and strife
why don’t you just admit it
your mad you’re not a wife
So live in quite solitude
for your spirit is contained
and all the things you think you feel
are wrapped in thoughts so stained.
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