O arrogant, ignorant, common foo’l <br />Who would rid me with poisons cruel, <br />By what right does sightest thou? <br />Know, ‘Adams son’, who claims the mud, <br />Whose laws and writs attest the crud – <br />‘Tis natures land you plough! <br />And here I dig beneath the earth <br />My Citadel, for what it’s worth <br />To please her watchful eye, <br />While you! O Lorded, simple fool, <br />Of my demise, you dream and drool, <br />Her pleasures to deny, <br />What makes you, ‘Adams son’, so cruel? <br />O arrogant, ignorant, common foo’l.<br /><br />john thomas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-mole-series-part-2-the-moles-reply/
