Oh, what a fine life it must be,
to exercise vicariously
an influence all must respect
at risk of the defiant's neck.

With anal eyes and spheroid wit,
you keep your workplace free of shit--
no task beyond your metal hands,
nor privileged trolls in other lands.

No songs your own to sing or play;
no valued words did e'er you say--
it's really no surprise you've gained
that fabled hammer, ban-ordained.

So, tireless, you fill your role
with all the joy that's lost the prole.
Yes, with this gift, your life is fine!--
even though it's all online.