There was a bully name Laddy,
He always hated his daddy,
Who always called him fatty,
So Laddy ate his daddy.
After that he decided to go,
Into the basement below,
Covered up with hard packed snow,
So no one would know.
Laddy loved to smoke crack,
Get on a computer he previously hacked,
And began his attacks,
Of anyone that gave him any flack,
Had the nerve to talk back.
Laddy hacked the addresses of a few,
Started thinking about what he might do
For his ego that got bruised,
By those that refused,
That fought his lying rouse.
Years went by as Laddy typed,
Got famous in cancel culture hype,
Got paid for his gripes,
Even bought a bigger crack pipe.
More years went by,
Cancel culture died,
Laddy cried and cried,
And cried and cried.
They found Laddy years later,
Everyone remembered him as a hater,
Considered him a bastard traitor,
Threw his rotting corpse to the gaitor
That gaitor died minutes later.
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