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Over a year ago
Mark said he would go
A year on
He still hangs on
Even late at night
He doesn’t lose sight
Of what others say
Jason doesn’t keep him at bay
Mark’s his Number One fan
Just a flash in the pan

Oh Mark Oh Mark
Why are you so stark
Your posts lack taste
And they just go to waste
Your occasional criticism
Sounds just like cynicism
When you confront your Master
You look like a gangster
He makes people pay
Regardless of what you may say

Jason had a plan
Force them to reveal the man
Rep now down the pan

Oh Mark, oh Mark,
Why do you have to bark
Can’t you just keep quiet
Instead of starting a riot

Why are you so upset
What makes you fret
Can’t you put your time to good use
Instead of posting abuse

Oh Mark oh Mark
You think you are a bright spark
But you are just a sad little boy
Who has to play without his toy

Why do you always scream
As if you had a bad dream
Your language is so vile
You haven’t got any style

Oh Mark oh Mark
You’re having a lark
You can’t be anyone’s friend
You drive everyone round the bend

Why can’t you be civil
Why do you always snivel
You’re so full of hate
And it’s beginning to grate

Bailiff Help Forum have gone mad
That lot always had bad habits
But they were never this bad
They are posting like rabbits

On the Really thread
The abuse is non stop
They never went to bed
Just couldn’t let it drop

JimUK1 can’t stop ranting
He’s mad as a frog
Mushroom Pote is as enchanting
As a nasty mad dog

What’s wrong with that bunch
For them it’s a full time job
They don’t break for lunch
Each one of them is a knob

It’s just another day
Everyone’s now working
But they still have something to say
In case there’s someone lurking