Narciss-Ick!

by · February 15, 2026

Disgusted by your decadence
I’m retching at your wretchedness
Your gluttony, a tragedy
Your selfishness is gagging me

Excess expressed perpetually
Protect assets so fretfully
Expect the best, reject the rest
What’s left ain’t kept regretfully

I bet your breath you can’t really
Inspect yourself too carefully
For if you do, it’s likely you
Will find you’re blind perceptually

Concerned, but apathetic
Confirming you’re pathetic
And that to me is sad to see
But fits your personality

So please don’t become mad at me
I don’t react unnaturally
If I were you and we switched shoes
You’d see I’m speaking factually

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