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DEMONIC BROWN BELT
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Some folks have a unique skill set
It seems to come naturally to them
Without training, thought or effort
They have mastered the Dark Arts
Of Scorn, Contempt, Ridicule, and Mockery
They ask hurtful, hostile questions with a fake wide eyed innocence
"Gee, I was only asking..."
They point out your every flaw, shower you with sarcasm
While making unreasonable demands for respect, attention, flattery
Time, resources and sympathy
And they are bitter and abusive if you don't meet their demands
They are busy bodies, snooping into your business
In the hopes of gaining an advantage over you
Something to use later for blackmail or attack
They gather fuel for the inner hellfire
That burns in their suffering restless relentless souls
That can never be appeased by sincere goodwill
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