The Little Zealous Hater

I met a zealous hater
We travelled on a train
And as he spoke
It was clear to folk
He didn’t have a brain !

The little zealous hater
He spoke in uncouth speech
Told racist jokes
Just to coax
The moderate ones to screech

I hate the zealous hater
Purveyor of a terror
But could it be
The one I see
Each morning in the mirror ?


About TI

TI is based in Auckland, New Zealand. TI's somewhat eclectic interests include (but are certainly not limited to) legal humour (the law can be funny), good wine, the search for the best possible chocolate, alcoholic beverages, travel, commercial aircraft, photography, weird news stories and classical music.
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