He's Like A Poetry Shite-Hawk
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Shaun Cronick
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He's like a poetry Shite-Hawk,
With so much time on his hands.
Observing everything 24,7,
Perched above PoemHunter's lands.
Oh he doesn't miss a thing,
A poem, a comment, every detail.
To him all knowledge is power,
Other members he hopes to derail.
He cowardly hides behind aliases,
With so many of them female.
So obvious a fruitcake illness,
Now he's senile old and frail.
And boy oh boy he loves to spam,
Salaciously returns delivering more.
Leaving infinite infantile comments,
His toxic evil I delete and abhor.
Why don't you stop spamming and trolling.
Out of petty, spiteful jealously
Stop impersonating women.
Pretty please with sugar on the top.
And act like a man.
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