You were not born an Asshole,
your weak soul and cowardly condemnation of anyone else
in your vicinity
daring to wear a happy smile
or cheeky enough to warrant attention and praise
formed you into the perfect specimen of one.
Eating your character like a malignant cancer,
you deserve those squirming, sleepless nights,
the hilarity of your self-imposed agony
is really the greatest horror of it all.
Have some pride you fucking loser,
oh yes, silly me…you cannot draw on what is not there,
it’s like asking dogshit not to be dogshit!
Written by Paul Tristram
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