Oh how they lust
Oh how they prey,
Comments of fools
Seen everyday.
A pretty face
With something to say,
Suddenly they appear
With the victim they play.
The usual quotes
They always apply,
They haven't read
It's the picture they spy.
You know who you are
You sad, lonely men,
I'll call on you
When you do it again.
I'll mark your comments
With a numbered score,
The serial offenders get ten
First timers get four.
All lady writers
Get pestered by fools,
So I'll score the worst players
When they break the rules.
Phil Hall September 2013
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