SouporMan
Gold Member
Let me tell you about a man who thinks he’s a man.
A small strange man.
Too small to be feared physically, and too stupid to fear mentally.
He schemes and plots, as he’s lost in his thought.
To pretend he fought a valiant war, and laughs imagining himself asking for more.
From his computer chair he claims victory of the outside world.
To the victor go the spoiled.
A small strange man.
Too small to be feared physically, and too stupid to fear mentally.
He schemes and plots, as he’s lost in his thought.
To pretend he fought a valiant war, and laughs imagining himself asking for more.
From his computer chair he claims victory of the outside world.
To the victor go the spoiled.
