Poetry – Trolls 2

Trolls 2

Pusillanimous pustules

Posing as people.

Self-righteous scum

Swimming in sewage.

Pompous pricks

Primping and posturing.

Horrendous charlatans

Howling and hurling.

Unwanted guests.

Obnoxious pests.

Opinionated prats.

Cowardly rats.

Skulking in rags.

Under false flags.

Dripping with bile

And venom most vile.

With the stench of a skunk

And intelligence shrunk.

Spewing their scorn

Like the devil’s spawn.

Mindless morons

With detestable manners.

Full of hatred

Spewed under many banners.

Fortunately their logic is easily defeated

With the press of a finger their hate is deleted.

Trolls Trolls Trolls

Trip trap trip trap

Get back in your holes.

Trip trap trip trap

Trolls Trolls Trolls

Who cares for your crap?

Opher 24.5.2018

Well I enjoyed writing this. There is a power in alliteration.

The world is full of three types of people. There are those who are positive and sunny who would build and make things better. There are those who are mean-minded and who seek to destroy and make things worse. There are a bunch who obliviously don’t care.

The trolls are the destroyers. I despise them all. They are small minded and destructive like the soul-sucking dementors in Harry Potter. We could do without them all!