Lyrics:

To expose your ass on paper:
Terrifies some
And
It should:
The more you put down
The more you leave yourself
Open
To those who label themselves
'critics.'
They are offended by the outright
Antics of the
Maddened.
They prefer their poesy to be
Secretive
Soft and
Nearly
Indecipherable.
Their game has remained
Unmolested for
Centuries.
It has been the temple of
The snobs and the
Fakers.
To disrupt this sanctuary
Is to them
Like the Rape of the Holy Mother.