Lonely Derater - a Few Lines Poetic for Someone Pathetic

Ah, there he is, the sad derater.
Ah, there he is, the sad derater.

AC Derater, ticks off the stars at the top
Where a writer has been,
Smashes a dream,
Waits in the shadows,
Wearing a face that he hides with a cyberspace shade,
Who is he kidding?

Ah, the sad derater.
Where did this clown come from?
Ah, the sad derater.
Where does this clown belong?

Skilled AC authors, writing the words so creative
That others will read,
Page views indeed!
Here comes Derater,
Clicking down stars in the dark,
When there's nobody there,
How does he dare?

Ah, the sad derater.
Where did this clown come from?
Ah, the sad derater.
Where does this clown belong?

AC Derater, under a rock in the muck
With his curser and mouse,
Alone in his house,
Skilled AC writers, wiping the tears from their eyes,
As their ratings descend,
When will it end?

Ah, the sad derater.
Where did this clown come from?
Ah, the sad derater.
Where does this clown belong?

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