See How These Things Escalate? (Pt. 3/3)

Ten minutes ago, I offended myself.

Five minutes ago, I told you.

Now I’m writing one last time

And this time it’s to scold you…

One cannot offend one’s self,

So you must be to blame!

Were it not for other people

I’d have all the wealth and fame!

To apologize for hurting me

I’ll deign to let you grovel,

To beg forgiveness long enough

To fill a Tolstoy novel.

These gifts won’t make you virtuous

Or cleanse you of your sin

But I’m oppressed for being great

So let the praise begin!

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