Poetic Justice

Since, everyone else has gone all artsy and poetic, I thought I'd try my hand.

Here goes:

There was a young Aussie called Dave
He thought, he was really cool
Everybody knew he was a fool
He was undoubtedly his blog's slave

The abuse that we gave
has set him completely free
He should be dancing with glee
for, he no longer has to behave

He claimed to be right and just
I'm sure he was full of hot air
not that I really did care
now, I'm sure hookers are a must

Patrick

P.s. David, I have nothing in common with you.