THE EX GURU
Ask me any question about life’s mystery.
I regret my honest answer will no revelation be.
I’m obliged to tell you, I don’t know bugger all.
I went to school and read a lot, but can’t a shred recall.
I know the date and time; I’m sure my name is … Jim?
Beyond these simple basic facts, my data bank is thin.
Ask about religion. Ask is there’s a god.
Ask what are good and evil. I’ll stroke my chin and nod,
And say with deep conviction, ‘I haven’t got a clue!’
I’ve lost my bona fides. I’m a gaga ex guru.