Cretin - 2012/08/28

Listen to the twit
Speaking in many tongues
If you give him a ladder
He will slide down the rungs

If you hand him a map
He will turn it upside down
While faithfully playing
The role of the dumb clown

If you lend him a light
He shall cover up his eyes
All the while regaling you
With many outrageous lies

If you beat him as a fool
He will roll over and howl
Hiding hope of redemption
Behind his man childs cowl

However shall we counter
These fools that live on
Upon which misery and pain
Are so clearly built upon

The mystery tortures me
Ever more as I do dwell
For each day it greets me
At the black gates of hell

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