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Lawrence S. Pertillar

Bronze Star - 5,339 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Nepotism


Credentials evaluated,
By those infatuated with themselves...
Will be scrutinized for tweaks and grammer.
By those who have leached their soiled pay!
Nepotism isn't,
What it use to be 'back in the day'.
Back then degrees were stolen instead of earned.
Now we have those degreed with nothing learned!
And thousands who can not spell accountability!
Yet all wish to have first class seats...
On a sinking ship!

Submitted: Sunday, April 01, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, February 09, 2011
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