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When I was a kid, we would act With what we were taught was called tact. If we did forget What happened, I’d bet Was that we would get yelled at or smacked. But sometimes, we’d simply react And want to blurt out what, in fact, Was the way that we’d feel Which would likely reveal Thoughts that possible might get attacked. Larry David, though, never has lacked, On his show, what it takes to attract Lots of negatives glares ‘Cause he gutsily dares Those who’d challenge the truth he had yakked. His opinions, although rarely backed, Somehow don’t do much more than distract. If I followed his suit, I’d be in a dispute And I know that for sure I’d get whacked.