Wolves Smell Naivety

Raised on praise, used to grazing through his days on compliments forthcoming, even though he was mindnumbing, a bore to us all, he never had a fall, concealed in his bubble, protected from life's troubles. He thought that he was great, absolute first rate. Bias was the force that made his parents liars, acting like dimwits they made a man of limits. In a world so dimly lit, it was hard for him to see it; the big bad wolf was waiting and ready to be baiting and catch this wealthy bore and gorge on him and drool while spitting out his bones and searching for his clones.