On A Digital Wave

One day I surfed on a digital wave
Information flowed from unseen sites
The force that drove required me to save
Digitally mastered bits and bytes

I surfed along with a song on my lips
My Mac was fast and sent out a wake
Of deleted sites and saved Apple scripts
Rewritten for me so there’s no mistake

The wave was stiff as I surfed along
Encountering lies from a certain site
The emails I got were all so wrong
From an evil troll so impolite

This evil troll pounded my Mac
With ugly lies and terrible smears
The onslaught from this vicious attack
Felt like the fever from poisonous spears

I am not the one to take such beating
So I turned the troll into a coward
By challenging it to a friendly meeting
And it started to cry as if deflowered

Surfing the waves in digital joy
I usually don’t attack for sport
But when a troll attacks to destroy
I’d attack with haste as a last resort