Downvotes, Lurkers, and Other Modern Pastimes

Oh, the world of debate, it’s a curious place, Where folks hide in shadows and hide their face. No one wants to talk, no one wants to try, Just downvotes and whispers as you pass them by.

My page might be empty, a ghost town, a void,
But my haters are busy, oh boy, oh boy!
They lurk and they linger, they love to annoy,
Someone get them a medal, for causing the most ploy!