O Come All Ye Empaths
O Come all ye empaths
Honest and so decent
O come ye, O come ye to my illusion,
Come and be ensnared
By my golden period
O come let you fuel me
O come let you fuel me
O come let you fuel me
Narc the Lesser
O cry tears of sadness,
Cry in sheer frustration,
Cry and be hurt by
My manipulations
Give to your narc fuel
In the plenty
O come let you fuel me
O come let you fuel me
O come let you fuel me
Narc the Mid-Range
All hail Greater we worship thee,
Malevolent and so handsome,
O Greater for always will you hoover us,
Words are your weapons
Devaluation appearing
O come let us fuel him
O come let us fuel him
O come let us fuel him
And never stop
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I lurve this poem. I still reckon it should be sung by a choir (in a church), just for the sake of it 😉
Happy Holidays HG! Thanks to you I can enjoy the humor and hilarity as well as the truth of this post. I hope Jolly Ol’ Saint Narc fills your stocking!