The Acne of Success
I am the Scarlet Pimple,
Half-hidden in the skin:
My message to you’s simple –
The losers often win.
Check out my inflammation
To see me bawl and boil:
I’m the whiteheads’ new sensation
And leak a dirty oil.
Yes Donald is your uncle,
With weird and blotchy lips:
I am the Great Carbuncle
And I will pop my pips.
Does abscess make you fonder?
Will I be last to quit?
If this is Fate, I’ve conned her –
For I’m a Giant Zit.
But anyway I trust you’ll
Admire my simple schlock,
The purulence of my pustule,
The long life of my pock.
I am the japer's jester,
By one tight spot accursed.
But here I aim to fester
Until, of course, I burst.
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