There were these people
on the ground,
they were reaching up their
arms and trying to pull me
down
but
they couldn't do
it.
I felt like pissing on
them.
They were so
jealous.
All they had to do was
to work their way
slowly up to it
as I had
done.
Such people think
success grows on
trees.
You and I,
we know
better.
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