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Fairy Toad

I once met a toad who thought he was man
Now that fairy tale I can understand

I heard of a man who thought he was toad
Now really, such high sights he might implode

Man or Toad, his brain is fuzzy
He doesn’t grasp metaphoric or funny

He trolls and thinks he’s something else
Sure, most think he’s a prancing elf

With his book of grammar and holy words
Off he goes to his unpublished world

Notes
As some of you have seen, I seem to have a cyber bully/troll whatever you call them, after me. It’s both sad and serves no purpose, however he seems bent on telling deceptions and lies, and whether this is lack of education or knowledge, or he lacks the subtle nuances of the English language it matters not. I actually don’t mind but his actions however they are repeated many times on others. That a grown man over fifty acts this way is both amusing and somewhat sad.  Actually very very sad.

The utmost irony is when you see a master troll writing poems about himself. I would hope one day he focuses more on his own self improvement. That anyone hitches their wagon to his sad tail is also truly sad, there is simply too much positive in this world to bother with Trumpites like him
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Roberts Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 8:55 PM
a toad is a toad is a toad, but a mischief maker, just seeks notoriety...Seren
Dietrich Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 8:14 PM
Trolls and toads. The stuff fairy tale night mares are made of!! I enjoyed this one, Arthur.
Smith Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 4:12 PM
Always one in every crowd thinking they better than everyone else. Take the high road and igonore it...hopefully they will move on to what they consider the promised land
Vaso Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 5:34 PM
LOL The high road is way too lonely these days, lets settle for the road with the most Irish pubs on the way!!!
Chircop Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 10:03 AM
Oh Arthur,If only trolls were as happy and sweet as Puppy and Branch of Disney Trolls, but somehow this troll you re talking about seems more like a Bergen ..Ha : ).;Mr Troll leave our Art alone : )
Vaso Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 11:00 AM
LOL :)
Allison Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 8:01 AM
Don't let him bug you Arthur!:-) I've been targeted on here to the extent I nearly gave up writing ... but who else can write poop poems like me so I am here to stay lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Vaso Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 10:59 AM
Oh Jan, is no bother, its more like this, the louder the toad croaks the brighter the light that will shine on his actions.
Marie Avatar
March 11, 2017 at 10:41 PM
You will always be the Prince among toads Arthur :-) I was away again..ugh, I wasn't aware of issues, you are a gentleman and wonderful soul, that is what's important to me.:-) A terrific poem by a terrific Man :-) blessings, lynn
Vaso Avatar
March 11, 2017 at 10:43 PM
I am more a frog than a prince but I appreciate the vote!
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