Dear Worthless Defender,

Taste the dirt for having the audacity
To think that you have the ability
To touch me while I'm running
You can't touch me
Even when I stop
You will observe me bow
And salute those more privileged than you
As I take the time to acknowledge
What I'm thankful for
As you will acknowledge
That I have scored again
Your weak effort is an insult
I will throw you down like your mother disowned you
I deserve better defenders to challenge
As you are not a challenge for me
We are not the same
I am a proud vegan
You are slow from fast food
Because of that
You will eat dirt
And smell the grass
While I smell the flowers of success
You little man
Your Opposition,
Arian Foster
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