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Poetry By: greenglasses

Everyone is a little know it all every once in a while, and this came out from a breif muse for a second who thought she just knew it allllll....

Submitted:Apr 2, 2013    Reads: 12    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   

I don't partake in your charisma of

enthusiastic self satisfaction-

Well, not around the majority.

more around the fortunate few,

lucky to be in the company of my sarcasm.

It begins with a genuine idea

but ends with a harsh rant of sorts

SORTS!!! like weaving through the crowd

absolutely stimulating to tell one that-

you're doing it wrong, you're not trying hard enough,

Well, you're just too damn wrong on a lot

It's that immoral moral code you run with

You know--of trying to mother someone who never asked.

must just be the serious case of being too full of yourself

I guess it takes one to know one


Get off my lawn Mr. & Mrs. Know-it-all

this poem wasn't for you, but a reminder

for folks to to not say anything around you anymore


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