Grammar.

They sit behind their monitors,

Huddled under a fleece.

Judging my words,

Those fucking Grammar Police.

I Create a Prose challenge

and use "me too" instead of "me either."

I'm jumped all over,

Trying to make me into a believer

That what I say and how I say it

Will be judged half empty, like a glass.

I have a better idea,

All ya'll can kiss my ass.

So take your their, they're and there,

and use them correctly.

Or else the GP will come

And make you feel like shit.

Did you read that last line and see what was wrong?

It didn't rhyme, oh hell.  Guess I'll go hit my bong.