Stop it.
Stop trying to get me to smile.
I am familiar with your charity work.
And you should be commended for it.
But a recipient of it I am not.
Not of your donated sacrifice,
You have chosen to capture on film.
Documenting your efforts on fresh territory,
I see.
You do appeasements quite well.
As usual...
I am just a curious bystander,
Wondering how much you seek this week...
As a monetary benefit,
Once you've done what you do so well to sell.
I loved your last effort...
'Those Ghetto Minded Have Now Found Primetime...
Nouveau Riche, Dumbed Down And De-Valued'
I see you have added a few apprentices to your payroll.
Your business is booming,
Huh?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem