The pretty pretty man was trounced

Raise both my hands

So I’m taking a victory lap

And it is vain and it is arrogant

But it is mine and it is mine

So forgive me and let me just gloat

Because he kicked my teeth in

He held me down

He danced like a white man

On all that I had come to be

And he, yes he, compensated so

And yes, I actually do know

For in truth, he is small

Tiny small

Of small character, etc

But he likes vanilla

And cookies

And I’m just wondering

How in this world

You failed to notice

That he is blank

That’s all there is to him

How did you miss that

How did so many of you miss that