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Babbling Old Fool (Humility's Champion)

 Are there no disciples of the babbling old fool,
with the erudition of an accredited school?
Self assured of his intellectual mind,
why are these believers so hard to find?

His profound thoughts could not be kept to himself,
should such brilliance gather dust on the shelf?
He babbles aloud to anyone within range,
any marvelous phrase that he could arrange.

Never demanding to be understood,
Sharing his gift could only be good.
Those who know him can always expect,
no subject in which he can not reflect.
Written by thoughtjotter1 (R. T.)
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