Slam Avatar Troll
It must be like any other Sad day in Lonelyville
So bad
The last of the 6 mangy Cats
Have shuffled past her open window
Some call her Ratty
Some call her Tatty
But to most she is known as Spinster Batty
She gets her kick's daily from throwing
Brick's and Barbs
At passing Cars
Because her family gave up visiting long ago
She has no friends and neighbors avoid her
But its hard to ignore her
Because she gets her kick's
Behind the anonymity of a computer screen
She exists solely as a troll online
Because she can't interact with human kind
For she revels in causing suffering
It makes her feel like she is a big deal
But here's the thing
Those she bates
Can still await at knock at there front door
Or a well timed telephone call
From a real person who wishes them well
While all she has
Is her Avatar as a Sleazy Troll
So scroll away
Dig away you poor lost soul
If it in anyway fills your gaping hole
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2018
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