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Sep 2011
Pompous Circumstances

he was elitist to the max effect
so full of himself in every way
if things were not to his liking
he would wag his finger and say

hey there you insignificant slob
don't you know who I am
I am royalty so above you knave
your words to me a sham

you are not worthy of my attention
why do you interrupt my train of thought
your concern over trivial things
mere trinkets I could have easily bought

so away with ye now you commoner
no longer do I wish you stay
yes you might think me pompous
but Im so special in every way

my products of waste smell delightful
I wallow in food and drink
throw money away like it's water
yes I do not think my **** would stink

you see I am so perfect
circumstances beyond your control
I will now be running for congress
taking more now is my goal

I will sell your concerns and worries
to whomever gives me my want
by the time you figure to replace me
another like me will move to the front

Gomer LePoet...
David Nelson
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David Nelson  Missouri
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