I'll have you know, Jamerson, that I won a poetry slam when I was a freshman. Try this on for size. "To the king of Maryland Club, Tis a poem from me. Now sit back and relax And hear my soliloquy. "There is much on my mind, like Yeah Bombers about. Trolls, bullies, and spammers. I just want to shout. "And nobody cares that roses our red. To tell you the truth, that dumb rhyme is dead."