You decimate others work to satisfy your ego, You are cowards with very sad lives, As mature adults you rate zero, Personally I'm not bothered about me, But as a newcomer see what I see, The top 20 has a few new users at the top, So Off go some losers in a mighty strop, Voting zeros voting them down, Scared to see a threat to their crown, Get a fucking life you twats, But don't get so down. Your left and right hand are your wives, And with these wives you wank constantly, This is because sexually you are woeful, You are anonymous in more ways than one, You vote zero 10 times and then you are gone, How sad are your pathetic little lives? Go and Wank yourself in to a coma with your hands as your wives. In the internet chat rooms I imagine you sitting there, Patiently destroying peoples souls and creations, This is your lair where you sell your soul to satan, And give in to jealous temptations. I imagine you have bad halitosis and spots, Who comes in their Y fronts when a girl gives you the hots, You phone your dickhead friends to vote another zero, Fuck me your such a fucking hero, You sad cocksucking, moronic, insecure twats, I hope you find your come-uppance, In a shower of baseball bats. I know you will cast zeroes all over my work as revenge, This is your life ruining others on poemranker, But remember this whoever you are, I will always be half a poet, And you always a sad fucking wanker. (I'm dead I know I am but fuck it, it needed saying. The scitzo had to be released)