Ego when bruised Walks with a limp Its eyes watery Shamefaced, gait wobbly It can easily be knocked of It’s feet, as its legs suddenly Appear spindly, malnourished I guess starved of necessary fiber And nutrition. I wonder if it’s got a spine No wonder all it does is whine When splashed with hot water.
Methinks, for one’s step not to falter One ought to on the altar Of one’s well-being slaughter In cold blood the monstrosity that’s the ego. #justsaying