semblances are the Nike of the empties
the Guccis' to the half baked town poltroons
who write cheques that slimy mouths can't cash
and cover cowardice only in gangs of fellow witless buffoons

talking the talk unable to walk the walk
stragglers of the herd swaggering in festering Achilles
yodelling barbarians of urban cosmopolitan with no qualifications
indulgent children of lesser gods with Mother Welfare dishing cares

their furthest reaches packages to  Magaluf or Ibiza
short staffed hooded carriers of chlamydia and gonorrhea
drink off psychosis in celebration of their greatest achievement looking forward to go ******* each others on terraces at the kop

then the wasted, wasted dons of simpletonia
come hide behind screens to atone for the blight of their lives
ignorant mules, pathetic narcissists tear into their betters with venom
devoid of introspections, blinded in self-loathing they see it all in others

and in their spare time
they play at chess with Royalty ( as you do )
do you blame them, what else can they aspire to.....