"antics"
Surrounded by bozo's,
Accosted by hobo's,
Why won't they leave me alone?
Doomed by soothsayers,
Embezzaled by mayor's,
I practice ignoring their tone!
Evicted by slumlords,
Admitted to psych wards,
I seek to seclude my old bones!
I'm naturally leery, of those who make weary,
My intellect, while promoting their own!
The sly and rapacious,
Could stay out of my space if,
They'd leave their antics at home!
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