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Anyone can be anybody, where anonymity rules.
First there are the friendly ones,
The ones who want to help.
Teachers, talkers; not the takers
Make the nicest group.
Anyone can be anybody, where anonymity rules.
Then there are the annoying ones,
The ones who won’t shut up.
With squirrely, squeaky voices
They want to be liked but never learn.
Anyone can be anybody, where anonymity rules.
Next there are the mean ones,
The ones who cause you grief.
They find a way to ruin your day;
You wish you find them to make them pay.
Anyone can be anybody, where anonymity rules.
Following are the artists,
The ones who unleash their mind.
Writers, drawers, both combined
Creating what they mention
Vying for attention…
Anyone can be anybody, where anonymity rules.
Next up are the thieves
The ones who take and steal.
Going around the back,
Taking, setting traps
Stealing from your pack.
Last there are the fantasizers.
The ones who change themselves.
Weak to strong, shy to charismatic
Lying to honesty, skin to fur.
Forever changing.
For anyone can be anybody, where anonymity rules.