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I miss the days of savage wit :
Scoundrel, knave
Rapscallion ;
Loser, dweeb,
Weenie;
You little shit.
Language sanitized,
Sentiments anesthetized,
On the altar of nicely correct.
No more dodgeballs to the face
Rather gang-stalking botflies invade your space,
“Owning” you like a little bitch—
NOT really you insufferable twit.
About the Creator
Jscholar
Editor, writer, music lover, & sometime scholar with an attitude problem carefully nurtured over decades.
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