You have to keep
your eyes on them,
you know
the little men with big ideas
bigger ears and
smaller minds.
They're out there
watching
what you do
willing to
run you through
with a sabre
and yet we labour for them
same men,
call them Sir
do we think they care
or have a clue?
You have to keep
your wits about you
otherwise they put
upon you
I never trust them.
And it's not just them
there are 'They'
the
Sken eyed little squints
flint hard but dullards.
Seems that Friday is the time,
when idiots
form a line to see
who is best at idiocy
it is
plain to me
as clear as day
it's them and they
that rule the roost.
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 2:30 AM UTC
You have to keep
your eyes on them,
you know
the little men with big ideas
bigger ears and
smaller minds.
They're out there
watching
what you do
willing to
run you through
with a sabre
and yet we labour for them
same men,
call them Sir
do we think they care
or have a clue?
You have to keep
your wits about you
otherwise they put
upon you
I never trust them.
And it's not just them
there are 'They'
the
Sken eyed little squints
flint hard but dullards.
Seems that Friday is the time,
when idiots
form a line to see
who is best at idiocy
it is
plain to me
as clear as day
it's them and they
that rule the roost.
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