Hey, look, another poem! This one was inspired by the (surprisingly decent) new episode of The Simpsons on Sunday. I might add a little bit more to it eventually, but this is good enough for now

Afterthoughts gradually turned to obsessions by braggers and boasters

Lead otherwise intelligent men to reins and saddles

Breathless horses chase the speeding wheels of happiness

Whipped again and again by frustrated masters

In a way, this practice seems more proper

But I've no use for such senseless trotting

These beggars just aren't bright enough

To dream up anything better