You speak ill of thee,

Even when you can't see,

What is he or who is she ...

You are always ready

With your white teddy!

Grow up now, be steady...

If you can't say or do good

Then leave your knighthood!

At least that you should...

But then you hear words

That are more than worse...

I feel you have a curse...

For, if that was not true...

You wouldn't have accrued

The fake and faux construe.