Note: I guess I haven’t been posting enough of Leon’s wonderful verse responses lately. Chalk that up to some kind of madness or just being busy with that confounded Blogfest. I am so, so sorry to have neglected our Mr. Freilich. Don’t think this is the last you’re gonna see of our verse responder. No Way! — Louise
Only the Know-Nothings Stealthily Bite
Bloggers with no names–just tags,
Like a heap of garbage bags
Ready to be dumped on any
Who’s the envy of the many;
Hiding behind their sticky keyboards
(Substitute for kiddie peeboards),
Losers of the highest degree
Stew in their nonentity,
Listened to by none of their peers,
Hungry for some squeaky cheers
From like-mindless flips and flops
Who’ve made no splash, only plops.
Grunts that leap from monsters’ green-eyes
Are the easiest to despise;
Rants without substance or honest aims,
Typical poison pen–no names.
Pot meet kettle.