Pretentious piffles in shaded gainsays
posturing as proses impregnated with mud
the artisans of what's-not presents what's this
acolytes rush congratulations where angels fear to tread

Blinded painters oil masterpieces
ripped on canvasses made from rawhide
as in the raw hiding from penances awaiting
blazing the tragedies of ignorance and the shift-shapers

The lame rejoice in verses of the amputees
and carcasses laude the missing link writers turds
for dullards should have dingos' dinner with masses fandom
all are welcomed at the cowards parade to ink nonsenses with flair