The Know It All Poem by Francis Duggan

The know it all has nothing to learn at all
His ego inflated like an over-pumped ball
That one does never stop learning words of wisdom of the wise
Is something that he does not seem to realize
The know it all barracks for the local football club
And his is always the loudest voice at the corner pub
But empty vessels make the most noise as some like to say
With him anyhow it does seem this way
He knows everything about his favorite game
And all of the great players of the present and past he can name
But his loud voice perhaps his one claim to renown
He will never be known as a great brain of the town
His favorite topic you guessed it Football
The fellow who is known as The Know It All.