How wearisome your shallow ploys,
Your flattery, your noise
You think to pass for comment.
Have you no job? No self-respect?
Do you spend your time with eyes half-closed
And cut and paste
And think your time be well-spent?
What am I to you?
Digested food you slither through,
I see you, pale worm, eyes half closed
(If eyes you have) in the lightless tract
And hell-bent
To make your daily pennies back.
Well you’re the fool.
There’s no one here.
No one to click your trickster links.
No one to make you clever as you think
you are.
No one to render time you waste to
Time well-spent.
Damn, but I’m in a good mood now :-D
O, sing in me, Muse, and through you i shall express my hatred
of those ‘bot’ comment spammers who,
with its links of disgust and words of foul,
make my blog stink;
that is why i have on my blog the moderation option
to destroy without mercy those stinking things,
to revolutionise the blog-world wherein i live,
in order to be alone, bot-free,
in a cyberworld wherein bots and humans reign.
*their
LOL
Makes one feel better, doesn’t it, IB?
yup. :D
Now, if only we could spam them with our verse . . .