20 – Vitriolic Turds

Poem number 20
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Vitriolic Turds
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When it came to voting
The right wing were the choice
But when it comes to shouting
It’s the left who have the voice.
They fill the social media
With a vitriolic ire
Talk of revolutions
Fighting poverty with fire,
They say there’s no democracy
No remnants of free speech
But try to disagree with them
And you’ll be called a leech
A scab, an evil scumbag
An oppressor of the poor,
A selfish right wing fatcat
And a bastard, that’s for sure
Because only their views matter
And to argue is a sin –
If you dare to raise a different view
They’ll simply kick you in,
For their talk of peace and freedom
Is a costume made of words
By their actions shall you know them
And their actions equal turds.

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