Gulliver Gimble - Blow Me Off

Blow me off.
You have no time.
A pygmy spot on your psychological test.
Your I.Q was?
Close to mine Im sure.
So I can't show you the numbers.
I can't show you the sales.
Until I become one of the cool.
Blow me off.
You do not know me.
Is this what you wanted?
This is what your getting.
I will not pucker my lips.
Indeed, I have never kissed ass.
Nor shall I ever for you.
This is a familiar parrable.
Blow me off.
On your shelf when needed.
The stitch in your fragile seams.
Color for your black and white world.
Paths only cross, luckly, if best 5 times a day.
You move on, to the more noticable.
The more favorable of the herd.
Its time to move on, to other things.
Blow me off.

Gulliver Gimble

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