TEAMWORK


Get down from your plastic pedestal
and remove your plastic crown,
you look ridiculous,
you offend my senses.

Your opposable thumbs are only used
for counting your money,
be careful you don’t get a paper cut.

How good is enough in your high and mighty palace?
How motivated can one be in your glow of hate and malice?

I bored myself gimping for you,
I learned a lot and saw right through.
Sly glass pigs, you were to busy stabbing to the top
to realise I’m Chief Broom.

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