An Ode to Haters

Dear haters,

I hate you.

Go die,in a hole.

I hate all the flamers

and people who troll,

Why do you bag

on the things that you hate?

(my guess, is that simply,

you can't get a date.)

How would you like if,

it happened to you?

Someone calls your hard work

a big pile of poo.

And now you damn flamers

it's you I will hunt.

And when I find you,

like a football, i'll punt

all of your work in

a big stinky bowl

along with the assholish people who troll.

And now my dear haters

I shall say "good-bye"

and go eat myself

a big piece of pie.