Mr Respectable of
Timaru (38)
1
Mr Armstrong, what a man
As shady as an empty can
A contra rebel on the prowl
A pit-bull just about to growl
At first you see a simple bloke
That likes to tell a funny joke
No clue at all he has a mate
His kind you can’t anticipate
So many accolades has he
Compared to people say like me
His mighty hoard is some mystery
Dare we surmise what it may be?
The brotherhood, the Ku Klux clan
Some other group too hard to ban
Where decency is compromised
And lasting virtues oxidized
2
Mr Armstrong, what a cheat
To cover ice with sugar sweet
Okay with words like Rudolf Hess
As long as you don’t mention
chess!
Ignore his welcome from the heart
Not least the charm he will
impart
And get to know the man inside
Like Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
So many accolades has he
Compared to people say like me
His mighty hoard is some mystery
Dare we surmise what it may be?
The brotherhood, the Ku Klux clan
Some other group too hard to ban
Where decency is compromised
And lasting virtues oxidized
3
Mr Armstrong loves a fight
And naturally he’s always right
When you are on the losing side
Your pain is sure to boost his
pride
Employing others to hide his
wrath
And show that he’s no psychopath
A sociopath, now there’s a
thought
Designed to leave others
distraught
So many accolades has he
Compared to people say like me
His mighty hoard is some mystery
Dare we surmise what it may be?
The brotherhood, the Ku Klux clan
Some other group too hard to ban
Where decency is compromised
And lasting virtues oxidized
The End
© Frankie Espirit
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