surrounded by silly folk who are far from stable
This morning, I broke my foot over feast of lies
Tonight, lowering ice from my tightest thighs
Last week, death and rape threats from ebaum
Tomorrow, awakening to nothing feeling wrong
Serving tear of fears and lemonade of laughter
Slightly salty, and giggling happily ever after!
With the crazed online stalkers rife with intent to hunt me down and tear me apart with moralizing , mean malign and defame, my fame has spread ...
Even my son is being served this most unappealing fare, fit only for fools and those who drop their dirty stools for me to look at ... Jumping for joy, as I consciously create safe harbour for my beautiful boy.
Trolls will never tell the truth, because they were fed too many of a filthy lie. Yet, there is not excuse for not washing your hands before you come to dinner. So clean up your act and change your attitude. Look into the mirror and grab onto a whole lot more Goddess-sent Gratitude!