Pasomi Mucha


Sycophanta - Poem by Pasomi Mucha

Tell me how the boot tastes
O liker of, licker of boss-boots
You who sullies the raise in praise
Who puts the vile in servile
Who is given to high pitched praise
Defying the flat in flattery.

Tell me how the boot tastes
O liker of, licker of boss-boots
Spewer of smoothly false extolments
That put the grating in ingratiating
Whose fawning obedience
Puts the art in artificial.

Tell me how the boot tastes
O liker of, licker of boss-boots
Who makes mortals vulnerable
Stripping their defences as you de-fence them
With sincere lies before big-persons
Appending sin to sincere
A scorching sycophant
Shameful yet shameless.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

The poem came to mind after my colleagues and I learnt that one of us had been feeding our boss stuff, both true and untrue, about the rest of us, with malicious sycophancy.

Comments about Sycophanta by Pasomi Mucha

  • (3/8/2015 10:56:00 AM)


    This is awesome (Report) Reply

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  • Soumita Sarkar (3/8/2015 10:40:00 AM)


    Brilliant eulogy to those category.......who lack self reliance........ and can do anything to the extent of imagination............just to be in good books of.....Big -Boot-Boss................Good! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, March 13, 2015


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