Presenting a new off-off-off broadway musical, spun on Steven Sondheim's Send In the Clowns! Featuring Conrad, the Bye-Bye birdie reject

Isn't it shit?
Are we ugly?
Me here again on H-A,
I'm here at last!
Send in the trolls

Isn't it bliss? (hell no)
Don't you approve? (none of us do)
One who keeps typing around,
One who can't stop.
Where are the trolls?
Send in the trolls!

Just when I'd stopped
hijacking threads,
Finally knowing
The one I wanted was yours,
Making my entrance again
With my usual flair,
Sure of my lines,
No one could care.

Don't you love flaming?
My fault, I fear.
I thought that you'd fall for what I want -
To bait...my dear.
But where are the trolls?
There ought to be trolls.
Quick, send in the trolls.

What a surprise.
Who could foresee
I'd come to vent about Wu
What you'd felt about me?
Why only now when i see
That you'd banned me away?
What a surprise.
What a cliché.

Isn't it rich?
Isn't it queer? (Conrad is a queer!)
Losing my timing this late
In my career? (of trolling)
And where are the trolls?
Quick, send in the trolls
Don't bother - they're HERE!


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"Women age like milk; Men age like wine." - Tom Leykis