His legs are streaky, his thoughts are bigoted, His words are sugary, insincere, only frictional. He's dramatic, thinks he's capable of creating An impact wave, the waves fail to hit the shore. Thinks himself as an intellectual, imposes himself with the blunt sword made of mud upon the poor folk. Highly ungrateful, floats around trying to pocket people he thinks he needs, sings songs of praise While it becomes burial songs to true hearts. If someone asks me to name him, I would only call him as Mr. Hypocrite!