Mister Man

He had a pound of

Stupidity

in one hand

In the other

a pound of

Ignorance

Whatever was left

his mouth

was speaking his

indifference

He tried to

shout

me down

But I was to

quick with

my come backs

See

I knew what I was talking about

What I didn’t like was

he knew

I knew

When he stands

there isn’t usually

enough room

for anyone else

But when I’m

In the room

he has to step aside

With both his

hands full

he never wants

to acknowledge

me

To shake my hand to say hello

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