Convenient Persecution Complex
You hate me, you hate me, you hate me;
O pitiful, put-upon me.
If it weren't for irrational hatred
There's no telling where I might be.
My deeds without fear or favor
Might to the whole world be exposed,
And my actions, like anyone else's,
Might even be safely opposed.
David Martin
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