The opinion the world holds about your person
Matters little as long as your conscience
Swims clear of thoughts, plans and ransom
Jesus paid long before your brain imbibed any science.
The opinion you hold about your standing in society
Flies closer to figments of the imagination
If punctuality, absenteeism, profligacy and satiety
Converge on a platform of dissipation and perdition.
The opinion you hold about a secret admirer
Voyages in Utopia as long as you can't pluck up courage
To break the ice and pronounce in clearer
Terms sentiments you harbor deep within you even if on the cards lies no plan of marriage.
The opinion you hold about Barack Obama
His powers of oration and his achievements since moving into the White House
Resembles hogwash if your utterances only hammer
Out lies and innuendoes much as you may ride a white horse to catch Mickey Mouse.
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