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MY LECTURER

A man of high quality A man of the people A pioneer of borrowed language A man of bombastic projectiles One with pride And boastful charisma Run-on-lines never cease To exist in his speeches Off-points are his best friends Over-speeding is his motto I don't care attitude is his logo An idiot of no imagination A half-baked speedy typewriter in human form A pimple-faced nymph Manufacturer of words A man of brilliance And excellence He was my lecturer.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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