Routinely Playing The Peasants Like A Fiddle,While Smirkingly Watching Them Dance To Their Social Betters' Jig! Poem by Professor Dr. Stanley Collymore

Routinely Playing The Peasants Like A Fiddle,While Smirkingly Watching Them Dance To Their Social Betters' Jig!



By Stanley Collymore

The Cambridge duo to state
it bluntly, are not notably
good looking, are vastly
bereft of any noticeable talent
whatsoever, and undeniably
aren't especially intelligent.
In fact, they're quite bland
and distinctly irritatingly
boring! So why is it then
that loads of seemingly
ordinary Britons - but
categorically remove
me instantaneously
from their number
of sycophants - do
compulsively opt
to so ludicrously
grovel to them?

Quite intriguing to watch!
For what is it that your
obsequious bunch of
pillocks think makes them
special? Other than your
delusional assumptions
regarding their lot and
closely linked to their
known, passionately
instilled-assertions,
they're descended
undeniably, from
peerlessly more
premeditatedly
ruthless, quite
emphatically
incestuously
inbred, and
inimically
scheming
in matters financial,
set of white tribal
leaders than you
and your also
dim-witted
ancestors
clearly
were.

(C)Stanley V. Collymore
30 September 2020.


Author's Comments:
I couldn't help wondering why there was just this one solitary white boy in Kate's latest and desperate PR stunt; this time concentrating on the scouts and girl guides.

Have the other boys all voluntarily but, nevertheless, surreptitiously decided to join the girl guides, Katie?

Wednesday, September 30, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: social behaviour
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