It can be risky
Posting a blog
Flaying myself open
Like a sardine can
Or a lid off a can of
Soup

Many rabid dogs
Wait
White foamy bubbles
Collecting in the corners of
Their "smiles"

It is the freedom of
Speach
The freedom to insult
The freedom to make light
And so it goes

I protect myself against
The angry rabid dogs
Of Blog

I pull on my heavy
Jeans that sing the blues
I slip my arms
Into my leather
Armor
And I lace up my
Steel-toed boots

Ready to take a walk
In the land of Blog

But that's not all
I have my Glock that
Rocks
In hand and safety off
And I am ready to
Defend myself

The Right to Bear Arms
The right to stare a
Bully in their narrow eyes
I am ready to swing my arm
Around

Halt, with open sight
Resting between the eyes
Of those rabid smiling dogs of Blog