When In Doubt

if I knew truly how to give a goddamn rat's ass...donate rodential derriere. The springs of my generosity have run dry! There's no moisture left in my well of charity. Let me virtue signal, malevolent? me?? never, not I! Well wishing, benevolent death wishes, venom kisses, my point is made convoluted clarity. Where my life's waters once flowed, there is now only sand. Left a desiccated altruism, a pox upon this barren land. The mouth of the gift horse is empty, like I hold in my hand. The key to the greatest expectation, the let down will be grand! You can't let me down, as you plummet consumed I never owed you anything, and any stretch of kindness tore too. expect an explanation while you fall, and get the impact just as soon. The barren ground will brace you, and the cow leaps o'er the moon... it's just me, I am weak a coward with an assertive streak but I'm lowly, I am naught being for me, my judgement wrought...