They can’t write like Will Shakespeare or Dickens or Seuss,
Or craft tunes like old Mozart; their stuff is no use.
They can’t lead like George Washington, think like John Mill,
And what they cannot do they’re determined to kill.
They’re not Virgil or Dante or Plato, but see,
The future’s a soft job, and it might worship me.
That’s the key to these minds bleakly filled with grim hate,
They’re compelled to destroy what they cannot create.
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