The Bane of Facebook Poetry Group Administrators

This erstwhile avid poet stir "boy" prone to hyperbole in a "man" newer (manure) of writing about his foie gras bulls, (which matter of fact happen tubby Ruby red) redirects his gripe, how he no longer doth enjoy sharing his rhymes without (poems), resorts to joy full tongue in cheek humor to lament, harumph, decry... a source of annoy ants, sans how nearly every one of my satisfactory albeit "FAKE" Hiam Bick Penn- -Tam Meter most definitely did perturb, irk, and displease to cloy administrators regarding gamut of various and sundry writing groups, (yes specifically geared to poetry), (presuming me in cahoots with George Soros) I suspect did employ secret double agents groomed by Mark Zuckerberg, and/ or Sheryl Sandberg deploy ying ambiguous reference did not tow arbitrary guidelines to cite nearly each endeavor of mine as discrepancy causing equivalent as digital row points of view not countenanced from this bro' penniless, nearly without dough nuts to dollars, thus to assuage ego, (which rejections of sorts) did rankle at first, hence explanation no mo' crow wing (except on my homepage), an abrupt end explains absence in case any readers did show interest can still peruse yo yo wing unstrung thoughts from this average joe by enclosing a blank check addressed to this wise acre and silently assertive bozo, who will express how ire doth flow, yet tactfulness and diplomacy kept in mind before I go ranting and raving like some roe ving madman wading in deep water!