The Tedious Git from Sydney


Coiffed like his idol, the Mentalist

The Tedious Git from Sydney

Is a sight to behold

 

He gives no quarters

To those around him,

A louche in speech

A louse in deed

 

Blatantly blasé

In a beige blazer

Burbling blah-blahs from a belly

Rich in Bundy and coke.

 

And what of this prize nitwit ?

A moralist, yes

With a tongue of lard

A lead foot

 

‘You should be ashamed of yourself’,

He says to me with hauteur and contempt

But he should check his facts

Before such a tactless attack

 

But this Aussie man on the dias

Can’t help himself.

We should leave him be

To his inevitable fate

 

He wears his clothes like the Emperor.

It must be the latest fashion

To parade shrill ignorance and disingenuous

Non sequiturs.

 

But wait a bit….

 

A sinecure must be found

For his magnificent talents

A high chair ? Something to rattle.

Perhaps a pacifier amongst the noisy, incoherent throng.

 

We should stage his grand exit

From the comedy of errors

A man who is destined to go far

And the farther away the better !

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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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