No one likes a flatterer, someone who constantly tells someone how great he is, how funny he is, and so forth. Even kids get tired of being told how beautiful they are or how bright they are, for they know very well they’re not all that beautiful or that bright. I believe that after five years of unrelenting flattery and adulation even Obama may be getting a bit tired of it.

A constant use of flattery
Becomes shopworn and tattery
And flatterers rate scarcely half a glance
Their words become mere pattery
Inviting salt and battery
And no one ever asks you now to dance