While lurking through these posts,
this jester raises up his toast.
To those fine watchers silent here
Stirring up confusion, Hiding their fear.
Wonder, Wonder do i dear,
Why are you really here?
Propaganda? place the blame?
Or maybe more sinister is this game.
More and more in my little house,
This board has made me a little mouse,
Dancing for the men in coats,
We are dissected while we brag and boast.
Beautiful. I hope this doesn't 404
>>136885564
Mr. Minstrel, please don't stop
You are the reason /pol/ ain't slop,
We have White and Black and even Beaners,
With five inch, six inch and seven inch weiners
>>136885711
The jester rhymes not for recognition.
Only to speak to those who would listen.
Many balk and sage his rhymes,
But he will not let them ruin his good times.