The Black Sheep...
"I am a rebel", you like to smirk... To me you're just another dumb jerk! Afraid to do an honest day's work... As in pubs and inns you like to lurk! For identity you say you search... While you the family name besmirch! As in a drunken state you lurch... And continue to fart in church!* My brother's keeper? In debt you get deeper! The road back gets steeper... Too late! the grim reaper! Then follows much weeping, as teeth are gnashed... With self-flagellation we now all are lashed! Our self-righteous world so cruelly smashed... The black sheep's no more...earthly hope for him dashed! *an expression an erstwhile colleague used to denote bad behaviour.
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