When the No Nothings met
in the Great Hall of Ignorance
they were all quite self impressed
by their spectacle of shiny excess...
A love fest of flash over substance...
Potential encased in sparkle dreams...
The grand master mounts the stage
Proclaims the start of a new age
where camp is the new elegance
and extravagant irony reigns supreme
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