There they sit knowing all,
And yet, knowing nothing.
They see through uncaring eyes
Dulled by a vision.
Exotic happenings are being fantasized
In polarized brains.
You talk with them and get nowhere fast.
'It's where it's at! ' they say to you.
These people who know all
And yet, know nothing.
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(by Vandy
© 1968
Write Naturally Publishing House
…a division of Van Enterprises)
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