MY TWEET, TWEET WAR

I got told off, and it was bitter,

By a bot troll, trolling Twitter,

They said I was a stupid quitter,

Said I should shut up, or I'd getter,

I addressed the bot, called them, Dim Witter. 

RUNAWAY AND THE BULLY

In the hall of bullies we count just nine,

Only one barked abuse, the others stayed fine,

But it does not matter,

The abused quickly scatter,

Like a bladder burst with pee tasting wine.