Making Fun and Stealing Joy From Haters

If I only I could say

Or tell you all that

My inbox is so full up 

Even be that with negativity bile 
fuelled hate criticism of my opinions 
about and on the subject I have wrote 

I find myself with having no storage 
space left 

In order for people to place fresh new 
comment in

To the point I have to delete the vast 
majority of them 

Then maybe I might begin to understand
or get to grips with them that choose to
spend their time doing that

But then again come to think of it
they no more want to be understood

As I want or would ever willingly wish 
to understand what exactly makes
them want to do or subject other
people to such vitriol and abuse

I suppose in reality we should actually feel
sorry for them and write them straight back
and ask them how they are doing and be
dead nice to them

And now that I have just written and read
that back I am actually laughing so hard I think
I may have just peed my pants 

Because that will properly wipe the smug
smile right off their face

And sure enough ruin and shoot their day
all to hell

To the point they log off and go back to sleep
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