Don’t patronize me
And laugh derisively at my face
If looks could kill, you are unrivalled
But as it happens- only my gun has bullets
Spare me your silk and satin
Spare me those frills and fancy display
I am uncouth, rustic and plain
I don’t give a damn to the games you play
You are proud of your histrionics
Do you really believe they are any worth?
No, silly fellow- your acts aren’t enough
Pygmies can’t reach the titan’s berth
Real solutions require not you but me
It is ivory towers versus harsh reality
While you babble –busier I get
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