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No Fooling

By R. Bruce McPherson | Posted 5/31/2000

I hear about

You know

These college boys

I mean

What can they really do?

They always spout

You know

Their so-called poise

I mean

Tell me what else is new.

Me, I got clout

You know

Muscle and noise

I mean

Go to school? I'm through!

Hey, there's no doubt

You know

My pop employs

I mean

All their pops too.

Who me, a lout?

You know

Schools, they destroys

I mean

They can all go screw!

I don't pout

You know

I'll get the toys

I mean

Man, my luck is due.

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