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When Disturbed, We Will SHOCK!

Institution of Higher Ignorance

There’s a wheat field in Wichita run by the state
Of an alien mindset. All those who belong
Are considered respectable. Those who do not
Will be given a bloody nose and then forgot.
Don’t go there seeking guidance. You’ll be declared wrong.
They identify losers. They must know that trait.

What could come from a frail old string bean of a beast
That could be so disturbing to bring on the law?
That’s not for me to answer, but consider well
Then commit it to content. I’m obliged to tell
How my asking for help draws a blow to the jaw
And how I then recover, harmed but in the least.

Hayseeds act awfully busy, from what I can tell.
And they will flat out lie to you to move you on
If they think you’re not worth the respect of a chew.
They must overreact to what they must construe
As a disturbing menace. Do my words have brawn?
I will share them for dinner. Good faith suits me well.

Institutions of higher learning, if state run
Each assume a state archetype as a mascot.
That’s as far as I’ll ponder. A crazed yellow face
Inundated with wheat straw…? Let’s cut to the chase.
Those belonging there act of ignorance self-taught.
I spit out the experience now that it’s done.

[If you ain’t figured it out, this is a ‘people’ whistle.]

Cut A Senior Some Slack!


It’s too much touchy-feely, this techie phone thing.
I don’t hear a damned dial tone. How do I make calls?
When I swipe, it will beep. When I tap, it taps back.
When it vibrates, I feel I should give it a whack!
For something so inanimate, it sure has balls.
This thing gives me a headache. I can’t hear it ring.

Now, I’m sure my kids hate me. This thing is my proof.
Had they given me nothing, there would have been doubt.
But they gave me a smartphone, insisting that I
Need to get with the program. I gave it my try.
Things are so frigging tiny. I can’t sort them out.
I am ready to toss this thing from a high roof.

Does this thing make life easy? It gets on my nerves.
I get calls and a lot more than I’ll ever need.
Is it fun keeping seniors locked out of your club?
When your time comes around, you’ll be given the snub.
With each new generation, the old must concede.
Careful clearing of leaves is how nature preserves.