It’s such a disservice to oneself
to claim to be some sort of type.
“I’m a theo-philo-criti-sophical elf!”
Such self-serving hype!
Much better ‘twould be to be known for one’s deeds
than for some empty tag.
Identity draws its rosary beads
from a crumpled burger bag.
While this may seem glib and impertinent,
I’m proud to make it my claim:
All you self-styled libs and conservatives -
to me you’re all much the same!
The billionaire class runs wild without check,
extracting from us its mounds -
observing us, down from its fattened neck,
skirmishing over pronouns!
As this sad situation worsens,
here’s a simple panacea:
Take each -ism out of each person
and restore it to its idea!