One of the Little Mixes
a successful multi-millionaire
quit the group
I said oh why do that
she replied, for the sake of my mental health
those godforsaken trolls are evil and wickedly cruel
ok I said, I can appreciate your decision
but do you know, I said,
I am on first names terms with all my trolls
once you get to know them
they just sweet pathetic cripples
unhappy, insecure, inadequate, ugly
deprived and untalented.
I feed them regularly now
that makes them happy and brightens their darkness a bit
gives some meaning to their angst ridden lives
now we are pals
and they work tirelessly and unpaid for me
Little Mix runaway shook her pretty head
what are you made of, she asked
oh, I just have a knack of selfless understanding
and it helps to be Royal
that just leaves them totally raving stupefied
and absolutely derange-ly incentivised
they love hard Labour