Ya Boo and Fiddlesticks
Ya boo and fiddlesticks
to the thorns of life and all that pricks.
Ya boo, too, ye plutocrats
who treat the rest like worthless rats.
Fiddlesticks to ivory towers
where boffins sport their mental powers,
deeming themselves to be omniscient
and lesser minds somewhat deficient.
Give me the simple things of life,
these to share with kids and wife.
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