The "Guruji" (according to some)

(the other day that lump of lard, that fathead, who is paid obeisance to as “guruji” plonked himself into my favourite evening news show, thenewshour, and spouted his usual mindless inanities, which is regarded as great wisdom by some. He began with “this is surreal” – wonder if he actually knows the meaning of the word, but phonies like him like to impress their slavering acolytes with highfalutin sounding words. As he screeched “let me spik, let me spik” I composed this little gem.. heh heh heh! Sure had fun writing this one!)

As the sun sank into a dark horizon
The ants and the termites emerged
The centipedes and the millipedes
The roaches and the crawling maggots
Creeping worms and flurries of fleas
All with deadbeat brains as large as a pea
The crawling denizens of the dimwitted world
Lead by their leader 

An ugly flabby ignorant vile creature 

Also referred to as "Guruji" by some
Who thought he had the wisdom of the sages
Little did he know that with every word he uttered
All he displayed was the vast emptiness of his tawdry fat head
Filled with rudimentary inanities and boorish bullshit
He was the one who held aloft the flag of their realm
The kingdom of fawning flatterers
And lead the way to gorge on the squished butterfly
Tearing her delicate diaphanous wings to shreds
Like flies converging on putrid flesh
They engulfed the gasping dying butterfly
And after crushing her to death
Went back to their kingdom of Foolsland
Deep in some dank dark daft interiors of a cave  
Rejoicing over their conquered bounty

-by Rita Putatunda