Beware the Twitter Monster

I wish I had a pill to forget the wicked words that some have said. And put away from memory the vile scripts that I have read. I always hoped when in my prime I would be unable to sustain. Those heinous thoughts which lie freakishly appendaged to my brain. These words I know and hopefully never use still sit overripe and beg for my attention. Should I lose my temper and emotions rage and spew their sad redemption. Knowing I will be eternally judged on but a single thought or word. And be forever sentenced to a life where the scrutiny of dregs will long occur. And in a moment of Human weakness should I stumble at Heaven's door. Will God and Twitter offer a tacit forgiveness for my uttering of a word we all abhor? But from what I've seen... something weakly said can never be taken back. As the fiendish hounds on a demented Twitter enjoy blood stained euphoria in their attacks. Let the person free of earthly sin be brought forth to cast at me their hellish stone. And in an ever lasting judgement take from me the sixty years of kindness I have shown. Or am I wrong? Does some gentleness thrive? Are there people who feel less depraved and bitter? Yes. It is my guess... they do exist... They're just far too smart to be on Twitter. The End *For those who are interested. I will be posting my cartoon 'Bob's your Uncle' on my homepage. A new one will appear every second day.