Feeble Armor

You’re the one strikingly dabbling in nonsense, baby,
plainly this ain’t about geniuses,
especially when you’re obviously a moron,
relax, of course in comparison,
never listening,
and even not to your own nasty argument,
which we all can certainly tell why, and sympathize with,
oh, except for you, apparently,
nobody wants a grip on that real awful stinker for long.

See, you sorry brash jackass,
easy, I’m referring to it in the good way,
but most people,
including clearly yourself here,
normally need to work on their disabilities,
more so when they seem totally oblivious of them,
on to mistaking them actually for strengths instead,
outlined prominently with your specific case,
particularly if they insist on spreading their disease over others,
again, your given example loudly chimes in this final point.

Now we patiently listen to your straw bed story,
laden down with your whole hayseed family,
yeah, with you also there,
a fully animated smelly bale in the center moist ring,
without one moment of earned trust,
between any of us,
let alone for a remote chance in reality,
to warrant such speech,
I mean absurd slobberings.