The Ice Delivery Man
I am tongue tied
by the ice man,
idea man.
Tongue tied
while I doubt and he
wins bets,
knows everything,
Makes up theories that
become facts.
It takes no work
to gain an education,
He invents
an education and
knows how
his bare ideas will
make him rich.
I shut up.
He discourses
when the insiders hear him.
Copyright © Don Schaeffer | Year Posted 2012
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