Boredom
It is the extraordinary privilege of human beings
It does not in the least affect other living beings
Its peculiarity is that it prods only the intellectuals
And discounts idiots and enlightened as exceptions.
It is only the sensitive and sensible who succumb
While the stupid and useless treat it with aplomb
This proves that too much of thinking is no good
Lest boredom bug may attack and that is no good.
One may take pride in being very knowledgeable
And suffer the frequents bites of the boredom bug
Or dumbly admit being stupid and an ignoramus
And rejoice in the low bliss that ignorance confers.
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