Addendum To Sherrie's Rhyming Poem

Idiots are the ones who clap when faced with other idiots' crap. Groupthink keeps their brains from falling and their energy from stalling. Please observe this CAVEAT they're not happy with their lot. From the shimmer of reflection they perceive that imperfection is what they do represent. Thus it must be their intent to dismantle and belittle while they dribble hateful spittle, often you will see them gather slurring words into a lather feeling as a herd quite strong paint opponents as King Kong, in an effort of converting fellow idiots, all hurting, battlecries can be effective handing morons their directive. In the end they can't be winners intellectuals are grinners. To JC I say: Naaaaah, na, na, naaah, na.