Barry Van Allen
A Disfortunate Case
I suppose I should be thankful,
that you're not ' oozing ' on my floor,
- - - you're SO full of it,
that I doubt that even you,
are a believer anymore.
Then again... I know,
because I've watched you lose your way,
that you don't know exactly,
what you are shoveling today.
I wouldn't be a bit surprised,
to find you in a hole,
surrounded by your bullshit,
... collapsing on your soul.
Now, here's what's really sad,
the gullible keep buying it,
giving you encouragement,
and you even seem to find,
some disturbing virtue in it.
As your friend , I have to stop you,
before you hurt yourself,
it's time for you to get some help,
... admit it now,
... admit it to yourself,
you are a salesman, and you can't help it !
- - - NOW, it's up to you,
- - - I did what I could do!
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