I Am Entirely Processes

I made up a song while I was biking home:

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I made a post on the internet (internet)!

I made a post on the internet (internet)!

It’s so easy and so fun-

To just reach out and hurt someone.

I was browsing the forums-

Bored one weekday night-

The harsh beams of my screen-

Spreading the only light.

I saw somebody posting-

And he’d gotten it quite wrong-

But no matter how well I argued-

We were posting all night long.

I made a post on the internet (internet)!

I made a post on the internet (internet)!

It’s so easy and so fun-

To just reach out and hurt someone.

I was searching Pamela-

And I found something weird-

I’d never known the shop-

That could give her such a beard. (Down there?!)

Well I then turned to Google-

To find her fanboys there-

There were lots of images-

But the words were quite threadbare.

So I gave them the shop-

And boy they were convinced-

Rather quickly

I did see

That all the RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE

Went to the forty-third page.

I made a post on the internet (internet)!

I made a post on the internet (internet)!

It’s so easy and so fun-

To just reach out and hurt someone.

Now I did find an idealogue-

That thought he was quite great-

I thought that with his verbage-

He was the kind that I must hate.

So I played the idiot-

And then I played the sage-

It seemed with all his capslock-

I’d induced there quite the rage.

But then he went to rate me-

And called me the troll-

So I then did reply him-

“QQ more, you poor soul.”

Well he called in the mods-

And so I was there banned-

But I still have three accounts-

With which to try my hand.

I made a post on the internet (internet)!

I made a post on the internet (internet)!

It’s so easy and so fun-

To just reach out and hurt someone.

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Will be added onto when I think of more verses.

Maybe. Additional note, Wordpress doesn’t like blank lines.

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