This poem put satire on ill-minded people, mostly found in official capacity.
How many stupid do you need?
We've an entire variety of breed.
All of them are highly qualified.
In all absurd they're specialized.
You can get from them only criticism.
Or else rules and manners of modernism.
Well trained in tackling the flock.
And in handling the situation after giving the shock.
Alas, Alas! Their increasing thirst.
Bound to their utilitarianism first.
Great liars and great actors on the face of earth
Found specially in official capacity
People of authority are fool of first water
If they think human authority stays forever.