Mr. Shoot From the Lip Guy

 Mr. Shoot From the Lip Guy

In a world of words, where truth is blurred,
There's a man who stands, his voice absurd.
He's known as Mr. Shoot From the Lip Guy,
Spewing his thoughts, no filter, oh my!

With every sentence, a verbal assault,
He leaves no room for manners or default.
His tongue a weapon, sharp and unkind,
Leaving chaos and confusion behind.

He claims his words are just his own truth,
But they cut like daggers, relentless and uncouth.
He thrives on attention, the spotlight he seeks,
Ignoring the pain his rhetoric wreaks.

Mr. Shoot From the Lip Guy, a master of spin,
Crafting narratives, leading us in.
But beneath the bravado, a fragile facade,
Hiding insecurities and a soul that's flawed.

Yet some are enchanted by his fiery display,
Drawn to the spectacle, come what may.
They cheer and applaud his reckless tirade,
Blinded by charisma, reason betrayed.

But others stand firm, in the face of his ire,
Choosing compassion and discourse, not fire.
For they know that words hold immense power,
To heal or to harm, in every hour.

So let us remember, when words start to fly,
To seek understanding, not just a reply.
For in this world, where truth may elude,
It's kindness and empathy that can change the mood.

Mr. Shoot From the Lip Guy, take a pause,
Consider the impact of your verbal claws.
For in the end, it's the legacy you'll leave,
Will it be one of division or reprieve?

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