You sit on your chair doing your
usually thing
Then you hear those words from the King
of pomposity.
“Can I have a word?”
Off he goes, sits up, stir ups,
upturned nose
Off you go thinking what the hell now.
To join him in his join him room, in
his secret
That’s not really a secret pow wow
room.
It’s a scandal he says look what you
done
You forgot to dot a letter, it’s a
must improve for you.
Your attitude is wrong he say with that
look
You know the one the look of someone
Just making it to the little boy’s
room just in time.
Before pushing out a huge must improve
log
He tries to kid you it’s for your own
good?
As you sit there with that knowing
smile.
You know that smile of someone
Who just had a dark thought of about
the King of Pomposity?
He thinks you will thank him one day
Perhaps you will with the surprise that
will chill?
Like coming back from the headmasters
room
You witness your fellow victims of
torturous pomposity.
Just shake there head with a knowing
frown.
Who’s next?
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