Machiavelli Revisited
No one lives here any more, so how
Is it you found me
Slap-happily accosted by chores?
Yes, it's the Sabbath, and dare
I objurgate your
Sunday best's just too solemn
For my taste. Wise up. The young
Could do with a good rumble
Just ask that
Punk berating parrot how Homeric
Underpinnings took flight
The day I evened old scores.
But, why not
Cut to the crux
Of the crime...
Ah! Mentoring is narcissism's
Elixir. Naturally
I'll give it spin
Only next time
Send me
A new born.