The dumb are treated as gods, I may not be that popular, But I’m glad to be what they’re not. The happiest fools the whole world over, For ignorance is bliss, All things valued greatly by them May as well be piss. Leeching off the rest of us Who exercise our minds, They use not any of their sight, They may as well be blind. Eradicate, obliterate, Abundant numbers bound, To feed and steal like parasites And tear our greatness down.