When The Shit Hits The Fans The Fans Hit The Shit Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

When The Shit Hits The Fans The Fans Hit The Shit



When the shit hits the fans
the fans hit the shit
good taste Kevin bans
as a social misfit.

Upon site also-rans
lacking insight Eng. Lit
cannot make the eighth dan's
black belt: brown is 'IT'

For self-destruct cans
he's the ultimate kit
for poor scribblers - the man's
in some limbo unlit.

Link to shrink's blue divans
Brown is in, sinning writ,
urls' blue cyans
are outlawed, psycho split.

Creativity's spans
are discarded, no whit
sees his poor sight began
flight from site, right writes split!

AP's former site
'tis sure all miss it
elsewhere takes writes' flight
where colour schemes fit.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(19 June 2013)
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