Mr. Knowitall

They call me Mr. Knowitall
I will not compromise
I will not be told what to do
I shall not step aside
They call me Mr. Knowitall
I have no time to waste
My mouth it spews pure intellect
And I’ve such elegant taste
They call me Mr. Knowitall
I sup the aged wine
Oh I could tell such wondrous tales
If I should find the time
I must be Mr. Knowitall
For ideas they come in bounds
I am Mr. Knowitall
Now spread the word around
They call me Mr. Knowitall
I am so eloquent
Perfection is my middle name
And whatever rhymes with eloquent