Yet if I was a salary-people!
Yes sir!
No sir!
Whatever they want me to say,
Or do,
To remain feeling powerful.
I’ve no private patron.
Everything I’ve done,
Or created?
Did myself.
So why do I whinge thus?
THERE ARE NO FAIRYTALE ENDINGS.
Only those truer fables,
Of eaten children,
& destitution.
THERE ARE NO FAIRYTALE ENDINGS.
