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The Spymaster

No, no, no, no, no. You are not second to none As you always pull your chair with trivial basis done; As you always claim before a bunch of learned. No, you're not the best. So stop being high-spirited. No, no, no, no, no. You don't know everything As you always proclaim---so much bragging; As you always exemplify your life's experiences. No, they are all nothing to ME but mere nuisances. Yes, let other people tell your true stories Whether or not you are so good in your histories. Let them speak and propel their own canoes For I am the SPYMASTER of all tornadoes. Yes, be humble with your meager achievements For I am the SPY who never counts my investments. Yes, keep your words by making brown brown For I am the MASTER who could make you frown.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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