The Sass of the Pupating Bugman
It was not part of their hive,
It came to them very late,
Stuffing their rears to feel alive,
When the Bugman began to pupate.
They were not manly dudes,
They were shameless — a fucking disgrace
Till every T cell should be removed,
Ere the Bugman began to pupate.
Their uptalk was wow just wow.
Their eyes were shifty and gay.
There was neoteny from chin to brow
When the Bugman began to pupate.
It was not masculine nor proud.
It was one with the corporate state.
No one thought it mentally sound
When the Bugman began to pupate.
It was usually overfed.
It will puff into carbface.
Through the incel years ahead,
Tweeting neoliberal boilerplate
As the Bugman began to pupate.