Herbert Nehrlich 2
Of Leagues - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich 2
A member of a scholar's special league
may think a lot and wear his nostrils high,
immunity to commonplace intrigue
is never guaranteed until you die.
As arrogance is seldom justified
since confidence may be a cover up,
a fellow on his horse out for a ride
would likely spill the contents of his cup.
I wonder what it is that makes a few
take aim at those who happen to be there,
when all it takes is trying on the shoe,
and find it could well double as a spare.
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