The Alpaca dreamt of a better world
Dream it did, but never took shape
Too late it was, as the planet swirled
And tainted hands grasped its nape
Destroying all with a griseous burn
Fight it did, but never could return
Muster it may, that one final hope
To redeem that day, on any scope
Up and away, it would sadly look
The wish fulfilled, and vision it took
I am, for lack of a better name, the final form of a teenage alpaca desecrated by this wicked world.
In actuality: a defective alpaca being molded in an elite academic stream
Doesn't know how to use MAL tags
Likes to write, read, watch random stuff, anything an alpaca would do
other than subjecting myself to the banal litany of what grown ups define as life
Somehow is able to end up being a fan of everything and nothing
Sometimes procrastinates while procrastinating
Someway actualises academia while facing potent academic regression
Always bored as heck
Civilisation of Yesterday
Preparations of an unknown draft
in a nation of glory, that bequeathed craft
Onwards and downwards, to new squires
whose antecedent gluttony, comprised sole material desire
Civilisation of Tomorrow
Don't know where the current will take me
But I'll stand against it, till everyone passes me by, the next day
Don't stand for the widespread terror you see
But the world feigns sympathy, even as people pry, they still say
It's a golden era, where kids shouldn't complain
Having their talents doused in cera, and their creativity drained
On the frontline, as they accordingly discard their lives
Behind the office desk, rotting away for a cause behind the times
Eventually the dawn of the next generation washes away past offense,
and new puppets are made to serve the technocracy
Manufacturing more troughs of minimal budget, at the nation's dispense
while the poor are still chained to the bureaucracy
When will they realise, when will they awaken
That unfairness is disguised, with its morals forsaken
Not in this life, and not in the next
Will anyone alive find this fated text
Understand its virtue, embody its grace
Before humanity crumbles, without a face
Imagination is wonderful, especially for Alpacas *imaginably updated, with some chance that it might concretely transpire
1) Prison School would be a whole lot less weird if what Gakuto had restored using the school computer was your internet browsing history (FACT)
2) Shrek Is Love, Shrek Is Life *just might have* destroyed everybody's childhood, but it'll never be enough to destroy John Powell's legendary theme, Fairytale
3) Why do lazy people even bother telling others that they're lazy?
4) This page smells like Titty Gas, wonder where it's coming from?
5) If you are actually reading this very statement, please consider looking into a mirror and pondering what is it you have lost in life to have sunken low enough to reach this timeless void and reflect the purpose of scrutinising this completely useless text written by an alpaca
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This alpaca has an amazing choice of words. Write more reviews. I will gladly waste my life seconds reading an orchestra of lavish words strung together by an alpaca in need of a life.
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Sincerely
~Meth