Bow to the Benign!

Oh how distasteful your remarks are dear great one!

You are the disease that is non progressive

benign is your status as you sit in your office

stagnant and dry like straw

allow me to elaborate about the respect you seek from me

Zero.

Is there a reason?

Why of course dear great one!

The granule of splendor in your earl grey

Has over spiked the insulin within you

Hurry now.

Prick your finger and test for the diabetes

That will never leave you!

Mmmmm diabetes!

Captivated in your cocoon of lard

You’re face pale and smooth like the

Croat who rejected you’re marriage proposal

Calm those dilating pupils

Dear great one

You’re comprehension levels

Are not a prerequisite in this era

That you do not belong

Continue to line the fat mans pocket

mmmmm fat mans pocket!

A quick message from the tumor that hangs off you’re face

RESPECT IS EARNED! NOT GIVEN!

BENIGN IS YOU’RE STATE

I BOW TO CONGRATULATE YOU!

Blaire Blaqua.

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