The Snootysnouts
The Snootysnouts of East Wampoo
An exclusive bunch—sad but true
Barely able to tolerate each other
I met one who shunned her mother
So much pride, so little heart
They live to set themselves apart
Secret codes, restrictive clubs
Are how they execute their snubs
Having eliminated all inferiors
Now they vie to be superiors
Separating by social station
Even detaching from closest relations
The loneliest people under the sun
Are only happy in groups of one
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Children's Literature, Humor, Poetry
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