The Battle Of Pompous Prigs Poem by Judith Driscoll Bryan

The Battle Of Pompous Prigs



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A mere Mortal am I, not infallible as I seem.
I credit my endurance to my own self esteem.
The error igniting such grievous fuss
Was his mispronunciation of Co-per'-ni-cus'

I claim innocence, not folly, in my endeavor,
To amicably help him to appear more clever.
A knowledgeable, self-appointed tutor, I be.
An instigator of calamity? ....No, not me!

Contempt, apparent, as superciliously, he...
Pointed a jeweled finger, directly at me.
And said ''You daft pundit of inane Yakity-Yak.
I dare you to elaborate on what else I lack! ''

Being a true gentleman, I couldn't ignore
This palatable invite. So, I offered him more
Advice on how to improve his articulation
And rid himself of such Cerebral Constipation.

(To be cont'd..........)

Sunday, May 14, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: innocence
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

OUTSTANDING WORK, DEANNA...THIS WHY YOU GOTTA KEEP THAT PEN A' PUMPIN' REGULARLY....THIS PIECE HAS ALL THE VIRTUOUS QUALITIES OF POETRY..WELL CONSTRUCTED...TIGHT AND FLOWING LIKE A MILD WATERFALL INTO A STREAM...GREAT RHYMING & SUPERIOR WRITTEN INTERACTION...FRANK

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Brian Dorn 15 May 2006

Deanna, after reading your poetry, It would be crazy to duel wits with you... wear that crown proudly! ! Brian

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Goldy Locks 15 May 2006

superlatively written - sounds as if it could be part of a modern Greek tragedy with the humor & the lofty lanuage.

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Judith Driscoll Bryan

Judith Driscoll Bryan

Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada
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