Poetry Tuesday: Satire

An anonymous poem from the Gilbert Islands in the Pacific.

That man came shouting, “I am a chief.”
Certainly he looks lazy enough for the title.
He also has the appetite of a king’s son,
and a very royal waddle.
But he shouts “I am a chief!”
Therefore I know he is not one.

;o)

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