You’re so bogus
Putting forth your sham
You Great Pretender
With your faux greetings
And counterfeit character
You spend your days accusing people
Of the things you do to them
You are a thief and a liar
You racist imposter
Who spreads rumors about those
You can’t manipulate
You’re a role player in
Your simulated universe
Where nothing is your fault
But other players' faults
Those who worship you
They are blind to your waffling
Those who see you for what you are
Just want to get away from you
With this narrative, I purge you
From my system, and put your
Poison behind me
May you and your minion rot
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The Burnout Train
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Can we just never hear of [ ] again? GREAT Poem, loved it.
Wow I could feel the sizzle on this one! Great poem, Mother Combs!
Waaaaaaaait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Why'd this get republished? Was there a typo error?
Wooohooooo it's backkkk!! 😎😎😎
Hmmm, I wonder who this could be about. Is it safe to say that this is MAGA-lirious?
Uh, let me think....I'm pretty sure I know who this is about. In any case, I love your poem!!
Powerful
Glad this poem is back because it needs to be out for all to see
Glad to see this is back
82 hearted, wow. You are speaking up for so many who got hurt.
Yes, so spot on! Very well written poem!
Nice work on your bonus my friend! ☺️ Sorry I’m not around these parts much these days, but hope to be again shortly. Hope you are going well too! Best! 😊
This poem had so much truth in it...it was such a good read... keep up the good work! ❤️
Very raw. Can see quite a few individuals, organizations and even political concepts that could fit the bill.
Mother Combs, your poem is raw and powerful, cutting through deceit like a sword and standing against deception with bravery and truth.
Amazing.. truely appreciate your writing
Beautiful, I don't understand three-quarters of what I read on Vocal and this resonated with me. Well done!
Hey, what did I ever do to you? Seriously, I like this...and that's the truth!
I've read this poem when you just published it, Sharon, but was too sick to comment. It's really powerful and congrats on Top Story!
Back to say congratulations Well deserved
Powerful words. Congratulations!
Very powerful writing! I love your poem and it reminds me of someone I met years ago... "You’re a role player in Your simulated universe" precisely!
ooooooh love the untethered but poetically expressed rage. Well done, Sharon and congrats on a fine Top Story!
I have just the right person who fits this ticket. Actually two. No, three. Purge on! I loved the grip of this. Excellent Mom!
Blimey. Barely contained rage. Grrrrrr.