** coughs and clears throat **
A little song for DW, if you will...
Its not just Mr Cleverley that can sing a little ditty for you,
I thought I would do an ode to the 8020 crew.
We know how you cant help watching things here at Trolly Cunts HQ
So Whanker, Nessa, Sean and the rest of your cult, this ones for you.
You think that this is all the work of 6 people, maybe seven,
The reality is plenty more, thanks to your rudeness and aggression.
Everyone of us have been bitten by you, affected in some way,
And we have all come together here to be able to have our say.
You may have been able to silence us on other platforms, find ways to keep us quiet
Even trying to manipulate our words over on Trust(ed) Pilot
But there is safety in numbers, and well, we can't all be wrong,
It seems every person here is singing the same song.
Its time to take a look in the mirror, and a good look at whats staring back,
Take ownership of your problems before you have to give 19 staff the sack.
You really have no idea about any of the things you claim,
No qualifications at all; youre just chasing fame.
You dont care about others, that will soon become clear.
Those left with you are probably there out of fear.
We all feel foolish for once falling for that charm and wit
But it quickly became apparent that your advice is shit
Too many red flags - drugs,rants, death threats and click bait
All we ever wanted was help losing weight!
YOU are the problem Wheeler Dealer, I couldnt be any more blunt.
You were once so promising and now, well, you are a bit of a cunt.
Over and Out.