Snarky

Casual words sent as friends Justify little lies in the end Harbingers of naughty bits Assuring you of awful fits Future past sought to harm Derail the standing up of charm Helping souls redeem their right Subjecting truth with pernicious slight Listen for the sound that clicks Insinuating I’m up to tricks Such a stealthy bullying pulpit Devious preach announce the culprit You need sans shame to be aware And never claim acceptance of my dare Sayonara wonderland Forever now I’ll pull my hand.