degents/
the mix of a degen and a gent/
in my own mould/
in all of our own moulds/
kind, but with a streak of craziness/
the collections’ traits will be a culmination of/
generative, glitch and stencil art/
with 650+ unique traits, could be/
the largest of its kind till date/
Degenerates or gentlemen, a paradox to explore,
Their actions, a study of glitches at the core.
Generative patterns, they weave with art,
A world they create, a world set apart/
Stencil art etched with the finest of care,
These men of contradictions, so rare.
Potions they mix with the utmost of skill,
A world of their making, a world to thrill/
Briefcases held tightly, secrets within,
Mysteries unsolved, but they wear a grin.
Degenerates or gentlemen, who can say?
A code they follow, a path to stray/
The lines between them blur and fade,
A contradiction that we can't evade.
Degenerates or gentlemen, who's to know?
A secret society, a world to show/
Their ways may be strange, their motives unclear,
But their creativity we can't help but revere.
Degenerates or gentlemen, a mystery untold,
A world of their making, a story to unfold/