But That's Different Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
But That's Different
The jester jests: He plays the role
we are conditioned to accept.
His sly insults though dry and droll
conceal much malice I suspect.
If he should chance to pick on you
as target for his vicious tongue
Then act as you’re expected to.
Just smile pretend to play along.
He seems to pick unerringly
On those who have something to hide.
Exposes secrets fleeringly
Though some would say he’s justified.
But when the jester picks on them
Adopt a different stratagem.
24-May-08
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9/23/2024 4:12:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great read Ivor! ! Twas very capturing, some jesters have a vicious tongue and for their (target) it's - no fun! ! *10*! ! ! Best regards, Friend Thad