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Oh, how we praise the idiots of today.

We do not argue with them

For they will make our lives so wonderfully terrible.

Glorified only by their marvelous looks

Never for their wits.

We all have different circles

We will never be in theirs

For they are outstanding and too good for us.

We all love that we make them who they are.

Today they are greater than us

Tomorrow they will still be.

We only have hope that they will become better known

That no one is thanked for being intelligent

Only thanked for their jokes of stupidity that everyone loves.

Of course they will be the ones running the world one day.

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MVP-Most Valuable Poet
<p>outstanding piece</p><p>enjoy the poem</p>

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