Oh, thank you, dear experts of the net,
For your wisdom, we shan't forget.
With keyboards as your mighty swords,
You dictate our lives with your wise words.
Your passive aggression, such a delight,
A shining beacon in the digital night.
You guide us with your silky prose,
Yet the mirror's reflection you don't disclose.
You criticize politicians with such flair,
Yet here you are, equally unaware.
Dictating, preaching, without a break,
With unsolicited advice, for goodness' sake.
Your knowledge is vast, your wisdom grand,
Your life, a marvel, so finely planned.
But dear wise sages, here's the twist,
Your advice, we shall resist.
Thanks but no thanks, for your intent,
We'll manage, without your dissent.
For in the end, we'll find our way,
Despite your words, we'll be okay.
© Susie Stiles-Wolf
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Author:
GeekSusie (
Offline) - Published: May 27th, 2024 15:45
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Comments2
Lovely irony. Glad I don't do that shit. Don't go there..... unless MPS.........
I hope no one finds out
I have absolutely no idea
What I’m talking about!
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