Never has it paid,
To instruct the conducting...
Of evil ways.
With belief they will stay in place.
Effective enough,
To regard as permanent fixtures.
Having no consequences to return.
Or them to come and receive,
As burning reminders of lessons taught.
To believe messages to ignore them more,
Benefits the ones...
Despising the presence and appearance,
Of an overqualified and too intelligent teacher.
As if resentment feeds a dependency,
With long lasting and satisfying contentment.
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Very nice, Lawrence. Give us more....more!