55.      MODSY

Don’t understand the apple tree
It is sacred to take a bite,
It is sacred to walk free
And hate to be on the knee.

Dressed up for modesty,
Always listen quietly
And when bored then swing the keys
As less intelligence let fly.

When the eyes fixate
With a will to command
A will not to be late
And scared to demand.
The wise knows the brilliant
For mortals cannot.