If you think you're a scholar and know it all,
And your knowledge has no room to grow at all,
Restrain yourself. Try not to show at all.
For, respectfully, you will just blow it all.
If you tend to be vain and big headed,
And your friends call you mule and pigheaded,
Don't be obstinate now, or egg-headed.
Change it soon before it's embedded.
Most victims of pride are delirious.
They think they are wise and mysterious.
All their nonsense is trite and cinereous.
We've no need for anyone so imperious.
All these high and mighty are far and wide,
And their presence is hard to abide.
But, if brave, maybe I'll look inside,
And see why I am being so snide.
Do I think I'm a scholar and know it all?
Do I think I have no room to grow at all?
Am I tempted to brag and to show it all?
Good grief. How embarrassing to blow it all!
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