Like Flies on Shit

Sometimes I’m forced to ponder
just why is life so fraught
with brainless talking arseholes
who really shouldn’t ought:
procure perturbed opinions
dispense them with aplomb
then marvel at the wonder
of heaping bovine dung.

They beetle burrow deep inside,
Drool doodles of defense,
Regardless of their obvious
Amorphous lack of sense.

A muscicide is needed
To quell this pascual scourge
Yet now I hear that Indy’s gene -
(Some damn pedantic’s dirge) -
Threatens to prolong this daze
Of cretinistic buzz
Lord, help the state of intellect
If, in fact, it does.


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Gene That Doubles Fruit Fly Life Span
May Extend Human Life, Say Scientists

www.advance.uconn.edu/2001/010122/01012202.htm