Humour

Like Comments People

She posted Tweets only the worst acknowledge,

She studied Gender for one term in college,

That’s where I,

D.M. slide.

She told me my worldview’s outmoded,

I said “I’m entitled to my opinion, bad or good.”

She said “Fine.”

And in thirty seconds time she said,

I’m interested in comments people,

I want to do whatever comments people do,

I want to post like comments people,

I want to speak with comments people,

Like you.

Well what else could I do?

I said “No problem. Please send nudes.”

 

I linked her to a comments section,

Someone had died,

But no one in the comments cared,

So we started there.

I said pretend you’ve no empathy,

She just laughed and said,

“LOL! you’re so funny.”

I said “Yeah?

Well I can’t see anyone posting emojis here.

Are you sure…

You want to live like comments people,

You want to read whatever comments people read,

You want to post with comments people,

You want to post with comments people,

Like me.

But she didn’t understand,

She just thought all this was planned.

 

Go create a fake account,

Open articles, scroll down.

Then you only get involved,

In arguments you won’t solve.

But still you’ll never be polite,

‘Cause you’re a bigot, not alt-right,

Seeking a virtual brawl,

Never meaning all the shit that you scrawl.

Yeah.

You’ll never live like comments people

You’ll never get those clever comments people spew

You’ll never hate like comments people,

You’ll never be hurtful for likes and views,

Post anonymous abuse,

Because there’s nothing you can lose.

 

Shit-posting with the comments people,

Shit-posting and it might just get you through.

Laugh along with the comments people,

Laugh along even though they’re laughing at you,

And the virtue signals you do.

How can you think that trolls are cool?

 

Blaming minorities and foreigners,

They’re all frauds, all online performers,

No doubt, they’ll call those snowflakes out.

‘Cause everybody hates a leftist,

Especially one who argues on the behalf,

Of those left with the least,

Will invite online wrath.

You will never understand

How it feels to live your life

Clicking refresh just to scroll

Until no-one’s left to troll.

Like a Men’s Rights Activist

Looking for a fight,

Whilst you can only wonder why.

 

Go create a fake account,

Send abuse, get taken down.

Fake outrage, fake being shocked,

And wonder why you get blocked.

But still you’ll never be polite,

‘Cause you’re a facist, not alt-right,

Seeking a virtual brawl,

Never meaning all the shit that you scrawl.

Yeah.

 

You’ll never live like comments people

You’ll never do what comments people do

You’ll never fail like comments people

Failing to see another point of view,

Post anonymous abuse,

Because the problem’s never you.

 

I want rid of the comments people like you….

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