A Short Arse! (Another late I.P)

A Short Arse! (I. P.)

My clothes will not move from small up to large
Now I know large incurs an extra charge
But I’m not complaining I can’t be arsed
Still, I’ve never seen people move so fast

Being so tall they are nearer the sky
So now it’s clear to see the reason why
They cast a shadow that small people hate
Because we’re stuck down here that is our fate.

You tall people sneer and look down on me
It’s not your concern that I cannot see
With your toffee noses stuck in the air
And you show not even the slightest care

Before too long I will get my own back
I’ll do it even if I get the sack
From a job where the tall get promotion
And the small cause only a big commotion

So best you think on, my sky reaching friend
Anything less could drive me round the bend
One thing’s for certain I won’t be ignored
And don’t think I care if you should look bored

So next time you bump into a short arse
Don’t push and shove to be first to get past
With the idea we don’t matter at all
We have rights too even though we are small.