The expert stands in the midst of a pasture
Surrounded by cow pies and other manure,
Spreading advice like jelly on toast
Until hardly an ear can escape or endure.
Who could amass such a trivia trove?
Why must we listen?
When will it end?
Experts and bullshit hand in hand,
One washing the other, their only true friends.
Knowing it all is a cumbersome burden,
One that I hope never settles on me.
Hopefully there's always more for the learning.
"Expert" is one thing I don't want to be.
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