We are all experts
varying only in the quality
of our respective armchairs
ranging from plush to ragged
ragging on one another
veins pulsing in our necks
arms wrestling with our
keyboards, elbows slipping
We are all key witnesses
taking the stand today, certain
of all humankind's equality
sure, too, that we are the most so
so much foolish, groundless vanity
but not in vain, it seems
do we take strong stands, for thus
we disarm slipping defenses
We are all utmost authorities
on defense, religion, politics
slipping strong opinions in with
our tones of grounded certainty
certainly, to become President
just finger the pulses of fools
your fingers on the keys
and- type at break neck pace
Well, that's the precedent
Disrespect intended
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