Eureka! My Fellow Man You Reek
Your confidence reeks of fear
Your pride reeks of insecurity
Your state of knowledge reeks of laziness
Your endorsements reek of gullibility
Your boycotts reek of superstition
Your comments reek of a closed mind
Your pastimes reek of the dregs of past time
Your habits reek of old castoff pastimes
Your schemes reek of cruel joke crapulence
Your positions reek of undeserved thrones
Your unfairness and bullying reek of dishonor
Your presence reeks of more of the same
Go Away oh Man of No depth
Sprout along my path no more
‘Tis you not me who weakens the herd
Your destiny is played out
The Old World is gone The New World is firmly here
Be apart of it on nature’s terms or die off
For this is merely biology of the mind
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