You exile thyself from society,
Into thy shell as a snail, welcome antisocial,
Mixed varieties, made thy self a variety,
Narcissistic, stored energy, I stood loyal.
Monkey on my back, banana peelings, hook no bait,
Closet frames, skeletons, kitten out the bag,
Varieties feed of that, vultures can't wait,
Crabs in a bucket, prevail upon the gag.
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