We invaded your space
and smashed up the place
handing you crap by the plateful

we're lonely and sad
unpleasant and bad
but frankly you should be grateful

we brightened your lives
but you came out in hives
and now you say that we're hateful

You say that we're weak
Your strange little clique
who spend too much time writing verse

You seek a review
from those without clue
Your talent's no gift it's a curse

Too much time on this site
you're here every night
you're all in need of a nurse

This really is the end
love tinkerbell, your friend
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