The STUPID FILTER

                   The STUPID FILTER

You know I reckon there should be a filter between the mouth and the brain,

I tend to say what I think then sometimes I repeat it and say it once again.

What’s that you said someone will very stupidly say to me,

So then I will repeat myself enunciating to the nth degree.

`You Sir are very wrong and most likely stupid to boot,` I’ll say,

`Did you not hear me say Black is White so why did you call it Grey?`

`I do believe I’ve told you this at least a hundred times before,`

`No I will stand corrected it has been a few times more.`

Now if there was a filter no disagreement ever would occur,

It would be quite a conversation till both parties did concur.

But the stupid would still be stupid, without ever being told,

And stupidity would multiply and become uncontrolled.

Now I find the very stupid don’t like to be informed of their affliction,

They start to work their jaws as if to argue and give you contradiction.

But alas the stupid keep on breeding and believe that Black is White,

And they get most upset when you point out that that’s not right.

Good or bad I have this habit of saying exactly what I think,

And if you smell a bit I’m inclined to tell you that you stink.

If I think you’re stupid; which you probably are, I’ll surely tell you so,

Don’t say you didn’t realize cos after talking to me you’re bound to know.

You can tell the stupid most anything and they’ll generally believe,

And you don’t have to be clever, if the stupid, you want to deceive.

Tell them Red is Crimson they’ll look at you with disbelieving eyes,

But just promise them it’s the truth, and that you are not telling lies.

                                                © Corin Linch 30/5/2014