Man of Thr Cloth
Though I am a critical of others
Pretend I know best
I know my own faults
Are to many to count
I do certainly not know best
To this fact I contest
My life is a suck fest
Brought upon myself
By to many failures
To bore anyone with
But hey
I live to spoil another day
I don't rebuff
I admit
I find solace in it
My perfect day is spent telling myself off
I am not a man of the cloth
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