The Acolyte

Incredibly, Shea has his acolytes.
Amongst these is the twerp Scott Eric Alt.
With all his soul, he labors to exalt
Obese Mark Shea to superhuman heights.
This altitude, according to Alt’s lights,
Is right and proper. Shea is free from fault.
If you presume to question, Alt shouts: “Halt!
Moist dreams of Shea’s perfection fill my nights!”
With all his soul, I said – and that is true.
But Alt’s applying all his strength as well.
Given Shea’s idol status, Alt can do
No less: he’s under Shea’s Svengali spell.
To budge Shea’s weight, though, Alt would need a crew
Of heroes – so his master sinks to Hell.

–Tom Riley