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'This is my Presentation' the man exclaimed.
Activity is what it once longed,
Are you wondering why you are clapping along?
The post was aflame without a care,
And disinterest linged in the air.
Accusations with contempt repetition,
Answers are always repeatedly explained,
But that is not a good enough answer,
For everybody still continues it after.
The beginners stay, the beginners aflame,
Something that changed was the name.
I post something different for you to read,
But you gesture and mock the truth.
A graph or two is not full of proof.
Am I the only one who can really see?
The main truth behind PnP?
How can you love and adore,
The pictures of cats at your door?
It really is becoming a bore.
I wanted to change that PnP.
But wouldn't that get me flamed?
For some people in this forum,
Decide to think it's a game,
Who want to play it all the same.
Although there are others who make a change.
It is then called "unusual".
But what was once a beautiful sight,
Has now gone to take,
A very long flight.
The monsters that live under your bed.
Were once believed upon,
But if you step out,
A troll will reach out,
And pull you back under the bed.
Do not step out, for a troll is nasty.
It challenges everything you say.
It lives off of ignorance,
And decides it can't comment.
So think before you say.
Written By Samuel Learn (iCorrect.)
Entertainment purposes only. It is my view on how PnP is changing. And please. It is just a poem. No insulting intended to those trolls out there; or those who post rather nice PnP.
Activity is what it once longed,
Are you wondering why you are clapping along?
The post was aflame without a care,
And disinterest linged in the air.
Accusations with contempt repetition,
Answers are always repeatedly explained,
But that is not a good enough answer,
For everybody still continues it after.
The beginners stay, the beginners aflame,
Something that changed was the name.
I post something different for you to read,
But you gesture and mock the truth.
A graph or two is not full of proof.
Am I the only one who can really see?
The main truth behind PnP?
How can you love and adore,
The pictures of cats at your door?
It really is becoming a bore.
I wanted to change that PnP.
But wouldn't that get me flamed?
For some people in this forum,
Decide to think it's a game,
Who want to play it all the same.
Although there are others who make a change.
It is then called "unusual".
But what was once a beautiful sight,
Has now gone to take,
A very long flight.
The monsters that live under your bed.
Were once believed upon,
But if you step out,
A troll will reach out,
And pull you back under the bed.
Do not step out, for a troll is nasty.
It challenges everything you say.
It lives off of ignorance,
And decides it can't comment.
So think before you say.
Written By Samuel Learn (iCorrect.)
Entertainment purposes only. It is my view on how PnP is changing. And please. It is just a poem. No insulting intended to those trolls out there; or those who post rather nice PnP.
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