The Spymaster
No, no, no, no, no. You are not second to none
As you always pull your chair with trivial basis done;
As you always claim before a bunch of learned.
No, you're not the best. So stop being high-spirited.
No, no, no, no, no. You don't know everything
As you always proclaim---so much bragging;
As you always exemplify your life's experiences.
No, they are all nothing to ME but mere nuisances.
Yes, let other people tell your true stories
Whether or not you are so good in your histories.
Let them speak and propel their own canoes
For I am the SPYMASTER of all tornadoes.
Yes, be humble with your meager achievements
For I am the SPY who never counts my investments.
Yes, keep your words by making brown brown
For I am the MASTER who could make you frown.
Copyright © Ronelo Collamar | Year Posted 2018
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