Well
Location
Aren’t you brighter than the sun?
Zinged you there didn’t I?
But I guess it can’t be helped,
You are after all the
Cream corn of the crop.
Xeroxed your intelligence and
Dang, more blank paper.
Why is that a great young mind’s
Elevation matches the
Vantage point of a mine?
Forget it! Just forget it!
Usury is the cause for misery
Grudging on, farther away from my desired path
To a land filled with thankless,
Horrific hive minded humans.
Sit silently you slippery snake
Imagine if the enemy
Rounded you up
Just imagine the danger your attempts can cause!
Quit quivering Quail
Konniving punks like you should be dead
Packed potatoes and peas.
Left again I did, went left and
Out of this so called
Motherland.
No more! No more usury, no more misery, no more hives