In your life,
you have had enough of floccinaucinihilipilification’s,
so, you said nothing,
but you did a Marcel Marceau,
and you ranted and raved,
and you waved your fists silently in frustration,
for in your floccinaucinihilipilification’s,
you wished you were worth a little more,
than the floccinaucinihilipilification’s than before,
so, you stapled bank notes to your jumper,
and then walked out the door.