Snarly Parley: Giving content pirates the heave-ho
My hair stands up. I
am perturbed.
My slumber, it has
been disturbed.
My patience crumbles,
comes unhinged,
As copyrights have
been infringed.
For pirates sail through
cyberspace,
Reprinting content
out of place.
As scallywags upon
the main,
These underhanded
ones seek gain.
Vindictive, devious,
and tart,
Such bandits stumble to impart.
No guilt they feel, as
they encroach.
Perhaps they need
some stiff reproach.
This practice,
dangerous and vile,
Beyond the pale by
country mile,
Breeds shady sorts of
charlatans,
Who raid the rights
of artisans.
No thanks to them, I
trace each trope,
As they traverse the
slipp’ry slope.
The lines they lift
leave me distressed,
As gems purloined
from treasure chest.
Methinks it’s time their
piracy
Slipped off into
retiracy.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson
This poem was posted in response to these prompts:
Meme
Express: “no thanks”
One-Word
Wednesday: “dangerous”
Simply
Snickers: “shady,” “slippery,” and “some”
Three Word
Wednesday: “tart,” “underhanded,” and “vindictive”
Tuesday at Ten:
“feel”
Image/s:
Vintage/public
domain image.
