Member Poem

Thank you,
Thank you old foe, for you have been the one true friend I have always had,
Thank you, for being the only one I could ever count on regularly,
Thank you for disliking me and despising me and hating me with constancy,
Thank you for having the decency and respect to tell me,
Thank you for telling me you dislike me and despise me and hate me,
For you old foe, your opinion has always been the one I have been able to count on.
All my friends tell me lies, pay homage and give compliments,
Shading insults behind praise, envy behind love, and love behind hate,
A self-love they can only acquire by masking the disgust they feel towards their averageness
By averagely looking at those from a falsely superior point of view.
Thank you old foe, for gracefully spitting in my face,
It was more honest and less painful than being stabbed in the back.
Thank you for being a lion of an opposition and a worthy contender and an honorable piece of shit,
For you standing against me,
Mean more to me than the snakelike pathetic excuse of men,
That have my back.