The Hypocrite Block

I seem to remember not long ago.
I blocked a bloke and stopped his show.
I see your friend picks up your torch.
Your ground my friends is getting scorched.

No spine between us I heard you say.
Because we blocked you on such a day.
I guess your flock now sees your color.
But a spine is missing from your dear brother.

To be called out is quite the honor.
No rules I break so please don’t bother.
I would love to chat while on the clock.
But sorry old chap you have me blocked.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Vaso Avatar
April 26, 2020 at 9:32 PM
great style and verse!
Koplin Avatar
April 27, 2020 at 6:53 AM
;]
Lane Avatar
April 25, 2020 at 3:56 PM
Accidentally deleted my earlier comment, but I'm still wondering what a 'documented hypocrite' would be. And if anyone considers bullying to be a sport that person needs a psychological evaluation.
Koplin Avatar
April 25, 2020 at 5:39 PM
Maybe they have papers
Carmack Avatar
April 25, 2020 at 1:34 PM
It is just like Jan has said. The saddest of all, are those that are fooled by it. The most pathetic, are those that even after being told the truth, still support them.
Koplin Avatar
April 25, 2020 at 5:38 PM
Indeed
Allison Avatar
April 25, 2020 at 11:05 AM
Now you see the way it works Mark, post a poem... remove it and then make comments that make you look squeaky clean ... they have learned well from the master lol:-) HUGS JAN XX
Koplin Avatar
April 25, 2020 at 11:13 AM
I can't imagine what it must be like to look in the mirror every morning and have a coward looking back at you. Maybe he could write us a limerick about that. LOL
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