There are times when people under estimate me
And my drive to be what I always wanted to be
It has made me wonder how it came about
When they thought that they could measure the clout
That they wanted to give to me at the time
And to see the panic on their own face is quite fine
Knowing when it blows up in their face
With them back pedalling to save the disgrace.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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