A Wyf on Twittre did, in truthe
A certaine Trolle offende, forsooth
By answering his commentr’ie
Wyth an unwonted Pleasantrie.
No Fuckes give I, o Trolle, quoth she,
No Fucke, nor Jotte, for verilee
Thou art no Followere of mine
So get thee hence, while I quaffe Wyne.
Great poem. Love the middle English; am no scholar, but it works for me and goes so well with trolls.
Fucke thee dead, I loveth!