Mindless lemmings; are everywhere. <br /> Try as I might I have to stare. <br />Talk about lambs to the slaughter. <br /> They are poisoned by their fodder. <br /> <br />Pointing out how wise they may be. <br /> They stumble as they march blindly. <br />Right off the cliff into the pit. <br /> As they boast about their sharp wit. <br /> <br />Roll out copied layers of shtick. <br /> If not so false; would be comic. <br />Some say ‘oy vey’ it’s not so bad. <br /> Your chutzpah is far more than sad. <br /> <br /> c.d.m. 12/7/13<br /><br />cheryl davis miller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lemmings-4/
