/lit/ - Literature

I met a shitposter from an antique page,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of man
Stand in the bedroom. . . . 'twixt them, on the stage,
Overturned an old mason jar lies, whose can,
And yellow lid, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its poster well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these rotten links,
The users mocked them, and the ass that bled;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
This clip is 1guy1jar, King of Kinks;
Look on my Posts, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The dead and dying sites stretch far away."