Crow if you must about your self-importance that
Only you with your oversized ego could surely dig.
Come on, man, be real, who are you trying to fool,
Keeping everybody believe that you are that great.
And to think that you have lost all past battles,
Little or big, that you managed to wage thus far.
Out of here and back to your stinking hole,
Rotten old fool with no record to boast about.
Until you finally qualify to rub elbows with
Men way above your sorry state, be quiet!
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