You try my patience, sir,

You are pissing me off.

You make no apology,

Such action comes naturally.

I understand completely,

You're an ass.

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As am I, sir.

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I admit to this freely,

I make no point to conceal

My contempt for society,

And humanity.

Call me a cynic, a doubter,

I enjoy the censure.

Let the crowds laugh.

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You too, sir.

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But let the audience be warned,

We are not merely actors

On a fiercely lit stage,

We are your captors

For now and evermore.

But we will not harm them…

All.

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But you, sir,

For deeds too gruesome to tell

Shall suffer torment eternally,

And burn in your personal hell.