the low iq shillscript with the one liner.
and if you say anything
more than a few lines
that'll make them wanna be mean.
so ya you get it, day after day, they act like a constant drip,
but last few weeks it's become a lot more caustic.
and a person want to be forgiving and supportive,
but you can't hold up wilted leaf, the broken branch people scrumming for false vallor, in their minds they are lightning. In their deeds they are drano.
so you say 'wow it really is just weeds in that garden. Rather not a garden but a folw piece of land?
but no it's a shill garden. The guy's become a fearful troll. He'll bight any hand that tries to feed. He's got enough to grub, and he does that fairly well.
and ya you care, and ya you wish it was a better deal for all of us, to see a throll as a throll, a mind slave still not free of the clamp that was put upon his thoughts. and thinking he's evolved. Not realizing he was whole all ready.
the 'augmentation' will be like a washed over balloon. When the hostas fade on the stock, they look like wilted broom heads, they need to be cleared from the garden.
the lazy garden, in his fearful inner poritco of loathing and resentment, has nothing good to think of anyone, and doesn't even know that what will come, what some will bring, is only what you asked to have. They waited till you asked before they made their approach.
alas, the garden, gate open, that is naturally perrenial, that has no burdensome 'show flowers' that only last a week and take up too much space the rest of the year.
He has no idea of gardens. It's all just burs and pricks, and a barron wall with no architectural flare.