The Hoi Polloi
There’s no need to be all hoity-toity when you’re in the hoi polloi,
My mother used to tell me when I was just a little boy.
Live your life as best as you can and don’t build it up too high,
Because anyway you look at it you’re an ordinary guy.
Always deal with simple things and in them you’ll find joy,
Life is just to complicated if your living outside the hoi polloi.
But mom and dad taught me that learning words was cheap,
And that the ability to use them well was a skill that I could keep.
So I learned how to manipulate them and use them as a toy,
And send them out to all my friends living in the hoi polloi.
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