Poetry

Twitter Death (#1982)

I’ve tried Twitter a few times now,
But that cesspool is just too foul,
Posting anything there makes me sick,
It needs gasoline and a matchstick!
To be fair it’s already a dumpster fire,
A raging dumpster fire of which I tire,
It’s an account I’ve needed to slough,
Today I said enough was enough,
Its negativity was too much to surmount,
So, with finality, I deleted my account,
It will never again see the likes of me!
I choose to always be Twitter free,

Any Thoughts?

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