Ctrl + D: Things Best Unsaid
Limerick(s) of the Week
There was a blogger who spoke his mind
Had his say, unwoke, too woke, or unkind
He often waxed derisive
And cut much too incisive
And trolled innocents to pass his time
.
Words sat, all queued up for reading
By God-knows-who had joined the feeding
Of maligners and their rotted ilk
Suckling and gagging on witches' milk
And left the defenseless bruised and bleeding
.
Yet he sent it on its toxic way
The exact thoughts he shouldn't say
Out loud to anonymous faces
Of others to put in their places
With lies that, forever, both travel and stay
.
What was he thinking when he was writing?
Where were his manners when he was sniping?
He's caught and the only way that he can come back
Is to explain that the whole thing was just a hack
And not some piece-o'shit stereotyping
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The next time he's riled into passion
Tempted to engage in invective fashion
He'll block the words with the venom replete
And mouse his way over and click the delete
And take the injuries, out, instead of the cache, in
.
Reading, "This comment has been deleted"
Is much better than the way he'd be treated
If his insults still stood
And in all likelihood
His online persona, regrettably, is depleted
About the Creator
Gerard DiLeo
Retired, not tired. In Life Phase II: Living and writing from a decommissioned Catholic church in Hull, MA. Phase I: was New Orleans (and everything that entails).
https://www.amazon.com/Gerard-DiLeo/e/B00JE6LL2W/
email: [email protected]
Comments (3)
Unfortunately, there are just too many people like him! Loved your Limericks!
Interesting.
Ah-Ha! sneaky peak limerick! Well swung!