Guru Of Incompetence Poem by Raj Dronamraju

You're doing this the wrong way, I can't tell the difference
Ineffectual cult of friendship fails to show up
With maximum duplicity and minimal efficiency, the guru of inefficiency miscalculates the truth

Serves as a reminder to all glacial peoples
Those whose feelings are subject to snake bite paralysis
And hand the globe to the saints of West Pestilence

Entwined in a lasso of what's to come
Let confession slip across your border without detection
Inside you are survival stratagems that you could never hope to comprehend

Sometimes you give my heart palpitations
And that is not because of the tremors that draw squiggly lines on joy's seismograph
Your tongue swats the table like a drunk uncle trying to kill a housefly