Aimlessly I saunter into a garden
Occupied by creatures of my kind
The bridge being guarded
By a Venus Flytrap
One that yearns to spew acid
Upon the egos of all that aspire
To write better than he.
I refuse to kneel to his superior force field
That plagues the entire circle of literature
With an array of his egotistical sayings
I shall not fear nor shall I cower
to his shadows of narcissism
For nothing but inspiration oozes
from the anus of his ignorance
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