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You would think A fool who always lies Would finally surmise He is known to be unwise In most other people’s eyes. You would think A snake in the grass Would not have an *** But it comes to pass That some are all *** You would think A pile of dog manure Would smell himself for sure And that would insure To show that he's not pure. You would think A **** so full of hate Would not aspire to be great And instead would wait Until humility reached his gate. You would think Being socially quite blind No ability to be quite kind Would someday soften the rind Of almost any creep you’d find. You would think With so many tramps around And unfunny political clowns Someone would knock him down; Teach him something on the ground. You would think Some lesson would be due To give this reprobate a clue And help him know what to do, But that might never come true.
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 2:39 AM UTC
YOU WOULD THINK
You would think A fool who always lies Would finally surmise He is known to be unwise In most other people’s eyes. You would think A snake in the grass Would not have an *** But it comes to pass That some are all *** You would think A pile of dog manure Would smell himself for sure And that would insure To show that he's not pure. You would think A **** so full of hate Would not aspire to be great And instead would wait Until humility reached his gate. You would think Being socially quite blind No ability to be quite kind Would someday soften the rind Of almost any creep you’d find. You would think With so many tramps around And unfunny political clowns Someone would knock him down; Teach him something on the ground. You would think Some lesson would be due To give this reprobate a clue And help him know what to do, But that might never come true.
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 2:39 AM UTC
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