Big Dipper

It wasn't until to all the rheumatoid narcissist with arthritis started arguing with each other about who's the nicest
Must be the decommissioned emcee convention putting wrenches in rappers bicycle spokes figuretively as they corend down the mountain side unto a slippery slope
At impact
A sudden sickening thud infact the very mention of a new jack got their ole jaws jacking blackened cat fish salamander looking muthafukas talking out the side of their months like that character in revenge of the Jedi menacing minimizing young independent enterprises unbeknownst they pounce and rip the new booties new ones and slander with high brow
So many disparaging remarks
Even started tossing character darts
All this clam chatter in a dice game crooked faces is a price for fame
By their wreckless eyeballing I can sense their strength
And smell their stench rain drenched overcoats with money clinched
Criticism was funky but it was fair
I'm just a fly ass dude in a barbers chair looking at myself in the mirror observing rather admiring the work of artist that done my hair with extreme precision and care realizing the elephants in the room having jealousy misery and dispair dreams could end here at the same place a star is born and one is dying and looses it's flicker but not this big Dipper