R.I.P
The Sisters sit and knit their victim's fate
As six large eyes fixate on one small screen
The next victim is subject of debate
Should it be Tasteeeeey_Sam or Long_Live_Queen?
Each profile is skimmed and scanned then scrolled
A digital spiral chock full of lives
So many strive to fit a perfect mold
And so their social legacy survives.
One of these many posters soon will feel
As if their life is dangling by a thread
But already they've an erroneous deal
Active online but IRL they're dead.
Then with one simple, practiced scissor snip
I_Live4Hadez_!loveme! dies mid quip.
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