Ant Smith

All poems

Stoopid

I lack the wit
To be stupid
I can't pretend
That I am dense
I wish I were
A dim bonehead
Life is easy
When you're brain dead

Need a book to boil an egg
But think that books are dangerous
Working hard is for the plebs
It's my right to be famous
I got my anal boils on TV
I am special look at me
Teacher said I'd come to nought
But what's the use of all your thought?
Geography's a mystery
Algebra is just all Greek
Evolution is too hard to spell
The gays are all condemned to hell
Benefits are given to cheats
There's no need for equality
That the world is round is make believe
And the migrants will steal your teeth

Stupid is as stupid does
Stupid people surround us
Justify their bigotry
By claiming to be feeble weak
Deny responsibility
For the evil that they speak
Stupid people are too smart
To be the ones that stand apart