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