He slithers around
Eyes of green
A writhing wraith
Petty and mean
With his lot is discontent
Tearing down is his bent
Of empathy, he is devoid
The fall of others gives him joy:
"Look at him! Can't you see?!
He's dumb, fat, and cowardly.
The gifts he has should be for me.
I deserve these more than he!"
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009
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