Walk the path of the duck and waddle
Until the no-kneed penguin becomes your revenge arc
To keep marching through life
Bound to prove another Emperor has fallen from grace
And the yellow-beaked always observing,
Have analyzed your ways into Fallacy.
It takes a Woman to raise a community,
And a Loud Man to lead them to the Herd, the Woman
Opens the Gates
To the Floods of the Fence herself.
Just to see what stupidity kills
In careers.
Only to hope the strength of Morals raise the aptitude
To make the make-yourself-of-use crowd
Raised in Old School Ethics.
Why pull up by the bootstraps when I can tuck
The Hem
Into the Black
Crew-high Socks.
Slip-ons for no trip-ups today.
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