petal 057: Mr. Always Right

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                       Hey, Mr. Always Right,
                       how's people heaving thee;
                       how's progress-bearing fight;
                       how's easy mindset glee;
                       Hey, Mr. Always Right,
                       what standards milking free,
                       have rotten your soul's might;
                       to lessen senseful plea;
                       Hey, Mr. Always Right,
                       you shallow, cold degree,
                       your costly, empty flight,
                       your self-rewarding fee,
                       Now, Mr. Always Right,
                       what wisdom trophy keeps
                       your twisted righteous spite;
                       you blindly did foresee;
                       Look, Mr. Always Right,
                       your Ms. Humility
                       she's never fostered fright;
                      she's reigning like a tree;
                      You, Mr. Always Right,
                      your humane-poverty,
                      your lordly-peaking pride,
                      no manhood's guarantee.

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