Tweeting The Hues Poem by Lori Bergman

Twatter is nothing but a pedophile circle jerk.
Bunch of transsexual mongers high on perk.
Showing off of their fake bits & pieces begging for attention through thesis, it's the Democratic mouthpiece, the LIE machine.
A transhumanism temple made of Ice where people go searching for cold approval. A cultist endeavor no need for removal.
I Balk at the fact you thought I needed your follows, never needed your eyes.... they're not even real....only made to despise.
I would never fit in to this dystopian reprise. I've outgrown you, embarrassed to say I've known you, if roles were reversed, best believe I would Stone you. I would beat you & maim you. I would do nothing but strive to defame you. I'd make up lies, ignore cries & then blame you....
Through this mystic black mirror I'd become you!