Canon Was His Me

He went off like two dogs

Playing in the moonlight.

Nothing there was too bright

Do you have a ticket?

Will you traverse thicket?

Block a call and click it?

Are you all alright now?

Sick of how

We tally up the numbers?

Now you feel encumbered?

Hiding and then huntered?

You and yours now uncounted.

We shall block your addy.

You won’t be doxxed cause

We outfoxed

A digital confounder.

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