Thirst for greatness, I avail
Embattled inner worlds await
Toiling troubled on the rail
Of stumbling puddles, forthright gait
Nonsense verbage, ornery stew
Words upon the haughty page
Apothec’ry’s fallacious brew
No foundation, pauper’s wage
Dealt a plate of shit to eat
Foolishly, I asked for more
My hero’s world devouring sweet
She lapped the shit up off the floor