Some Southernly slurred snide snark

Sing softly your song set snark to the side

Stop seeming so set to start stinging
Stop Southernly slurring sad stuff so snide
Sir shall serenade what you are slinging

All are already acutely aware
Amazed, astounded, astonished and awed
Ask anyone, awaiting your words like air
Avid, assuming you for an award

Taking the terrible teasers to task
Tarnishing trust to tell tempting tall tales
When time after time I’m telling your ask
Talking truth to thee that you rarely fail 

After all that you seem to put me through
You must be damn good ‘cause I still read you