Foolishness, sadness, crying and tears.
Your poem brings from me nothing but jeers.

Rhyme based poetry, I think it sucks.
But this one at least isn't about imaginary.. ducks.

You need to think twice next time you decide
Someone as decent as Elora you want to deride.

Grow up, fool, pull your head out of your bung
For next time to the door I'll be nailing your tongue.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Ero, in the year 404 AF.