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THE REVIEWER

(Lars Glasø)

You think you’re so clever

that you're better than ever

And I, like a beggar, 

am waiting for your approval or whatever

But you write

nonsense altogether

You can’t even describe today's  weather

You’ve got a brilliant brain

Pursuing the ultimate fame

You don’t give a damn who I am.

I delete your report as spam 

You think you're so cool

But you're just a fool

You misuse your force,

you close the doors

keeping me

in captivity, 

due to your insensitivity

You’ve got a brilliant brain

Pursuing the ultimate fame

You don’t give a damn who I am.

I delete your report as spam

You don’t sense the strain

Has it all been in vain

Because of your lack of imagination

Your review must fit into your equation

comprising a bit of shit

and a bit of dirt

You don't mind if someone gets hurt

 

You’ve got a phenomenal brain

Pursuing the ultimate fame

You don’t give a damn who I am.

I delete your report as spam

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