Übermensch

Übermensch

A Poem by Xanthous Crow
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Idiot.

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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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Xanthous Crow
Xanthous Crow

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