ÜbermenschA Poem by Xanthous CrowIdiot.You called me the "Übermensch" out of sarcasm,
Out of spite, Meanwhile, look at you! You're a pig, you're deplorable and boorish, At least I do not lie, Nor do I toy with emotions of women, Whereas you do - you clamor to make yourself high and mighty - a king! When you are a king of s**t, The "Übermensch"! What sayeth you, pig? I am closer to perfection than you are. © 2012 Xanthous Crow |
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Added on November 16, 2012Last Updated on November 16, 2012 AuthorXanthous CrowMount Erebus, AntarcticaAbout"Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancho.. more..Writing
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