Don’t worry, ladies—next time I’ll write about The Pestiferous Tunasnatch.
‘Twas FetLife, and the slimy chodes
Did wile and wheedle in the threads:
Baku was in vacation mode,
The Carebears desked their heads.
“Point at the Profile Cock and laugh!
The stolen porn, the Photoshop!
Unmask his limp, lethargic staff
His soggy, sodden mop!”
He took his listless lance in hand;
A selfie snapped, like any star—
Uploaded he that puny wee
To craft his avatar.
Then as his spammish thumbnails spread,
Abhorred became his wretched name,
His hubris fled that turgid head
The spotting groups began to flame!
Guffaw! And snort! And cynical retort!
The witty barbs went snicker-snark!
He shrieked and wailed, to no avail
And flounced at their remarks.
“Didst we deflate the Profile Cock?
And did he ban us from his posts?
Our group is saved! But still depraved!”
They crowed amidst their toasts.
‘Twas FetLife, and the slimy chodes
Did wile and wheedle in the threads:
Baku was in vacation mode,
The Carebears desked their heads.