Low Iq, Dynamite and Stuff

Low IQ, Dynamite, And Stuff

Doctor says my IQ is lower than a carrot
Obviously I’ll need a second opinion on that
With dynamite found in a back alley
And a pack of matches 
We’ll see who is the idiot  
I feel smarter by the hour
With the help of North Korea and Iran
I’ll get my hands on uranium
And be the talk of Hollywood
In fact, become, my own nuclear power
With thermonuclear devices  
I could become twice as bright
Brighter than the sun
A gun I found in the attic will set things right
I'll visit the doctor again
To see who has the low IQ 
With a pistol pointed at their head
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Smith Avatar
September 21, 2014 at 7:03 PM
Very intriguing write....Just hope you can figure out how to properly transport the uranium.
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September 21, 2014 at 7:17 PM
Hi Tim. Thank you. I'm glad you liked it. Don't worry about the uranium. Mr. Low IQ will do the right thing. Remember, he has the gun so he has everything under control. Have a great week end. Earl
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September 21, 2014 at 12:37 PM
ah that is not a very happy poem. I really don't know what to say to it except, dang, it is too bad people feel like the violence makes them smarter. In the grand scale of nature though, who really wins the brains or the brawn? the passive or the aggressive?
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September 21, 2014 at 7:12 PM
Hi Casarah, Thank you for commenting. I did this one mostly for fun. Power in the wrong hands has consequences. Brains beats brawn..... but not by much. Have a great week end. Take care. Earl
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