Randy Andy
he did say quite contrary
to the plebs of wailing baying mob
naff off you ranks of lame unwashed
I may be down and out over and cancelled
but I still dress better than you
I still eat caviar and lobster thermidor
I still drink the finest wines from Chrystal glasses
I still sleep on four poster bed with luxurious Egyptian cotton bed linens
I still have Rolls Royces and grand limousines in my garages
I still have, contrary to your beliefs, more readies at Coutts than I'll ever need
and I have the trust and allegiance of the classy mother of my sprogs
and most important of all
I do not spend my time hating and trolling any body
most especially a mob of pleb loonies and anodyne outdated Bolsheviks
naff off merrily to your workhouses and picket lines
go pick on the darkies, the immigrants and the foreigners
those are the ones, you bunch of lowlifes focus on
as brunt's of your pathetic insignificance
Put that in your ****-pipes and choke on it,
Randy Andy, he did say, and not quite contrary

In clouds mists and fog they inbreed
destined to emerge with colourless faces
in chained liberation and dumb dumbfounded voices
the vainglorious lames are pulled by the chariots of the able

And their angsts are their punishments
as in soulless essences vacuous ghosts breath
shameless in condemnation of their damning history
disquieted marauders plunderers and earth killers in attic furs

Tis the disenchanted snowflakes
Calvary of cowards hiding underground
poltroons playing serfs' Svengali of lower reaches
our renowned narcissists boils and blusters in pearly disgrace

See there the meghan of our time
in gilded acceptance but nay says the barbarians
what galls more than moors cultured capable and able
whence in clouded minds the epitome of hatred is regal moors

The Ratings are in again
you top the league in the Yawns Reports again
the advertising revenue has long fallen
the audiences are tuning away in droves
your scripts are boring
predictable and full of holes
reworking's are tired and tiresome
plotlines inane and contemptuous
this drivel is murkier than slushy snow in a swamp
ratings do not lie
its all now outdated and irrelevant
it may have been Prime-time years ago
now times have changed and the audiences have moved on
you're now all has-been flogging dead pigs
roasting pelicans and scraping barrels
just dregs scrapping boiled congealed pigs brains
we know its hard for you letting go
you're all the last to know
but its all now stale and its pathetic hanging onnnnnnnnn
yeah! its been all you live for
there's no business like show business and its the only business
you know
but now for you
its a No from the Network

“Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving.
When we can be alone,
we can be with others
without using them as a means of escape.”

In comparison wont
you cannot but defile

In achievement drought
you cannot but malign

In intelligence breach
you cannot but disavow

In exemplary talents dearth
you cannot but condemn

In glowing wholeness amiss
you cannot but vilify

In visionary clarity absconded
you cannot but obfuscate

In physical prowesses lacking
you cannot but diminish

In prime centred uniqueness impossible
you cannot but denigrate

In distinguished status unattainable
you cannot but depreciate

In all it all says more about you and
you cannot be anything
but
In uncultured ignorant insipid dense malaise
in the stupor of vainglorious underachievers
in the sardonic pitiful runts of bullying cowards
and contemptible sub humans
You crawl proud and unrivalled

This....is what they do
the birds will chirp and tweet
because that is what they do

the chatterers will gnash and witter
because inanely, that is what they do

the naysayers will say nay nay
because they do not know better
that is how they are

the disturbed will hanker and stir
"there is no peace," says my God,
for the wicked
that is just a Natural Law

sun shines in winter and summer
as in the fall and spring
the ever present beacon of our Maker
in omnipotent majesty
nothing but nothing surpasses the Light
that is Divine Ordination

And the wise in Grace and Gratitude
shall humbly seek their own counsel
because that is what they do
That....is what they do

It is a form of Anchoring, my friend
where someone will provide false scenario i.e. love
heartbreak, perceived relation, unrequited love etc. etc
for the harassment.
Often many possible false rationales and dilutions, disfigurements and toxicities
are planted to keep the victim confused and the focus of the harassment cycles
from one possible reason to another round and around
so as to keep the victim guessing in a self perpetuating guessing game where every scenario is portrait as a valid reality
and aimed to distress or to cause confused stimulations,
self doubt, fear, intimidation
or annoyance and ultimately a cycle of destructive thoughts and frustrations.
Tis the nefarious products of the terminally deranged
on active requirement campaign
to their cesspit of the
The Order of Fallen Lowlife in Certified Insignificant Haze and Daze