The Pretentious club

Welcome! To the pretentious club!
where self-importance is the plot!
Here we sit high above,
though we have little to offer,
we pretend we're a lot!
Here, we wear our pompous hats of mediocre talent, and dance to our shallow beat!
Oh! we're grand and glorious,
you'd be lucky for us to meet!
In the pretentious club we ride our tall horses, and look down as we pass you by with our noses held
up high!
Don't you dare call us out!
you can't be what we're about!
Our "humble" mask crumbles,
but we continue with our facade,
for we live,
For each other's applause.

---1230Y2K19---

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