A Bad Poem of Great Righteousness

There are the good and the righteous,
For the good are rarely righteous,
And the righteous are rarely good.

The good are better for knowing
They are not righteous, the righteous
Worse for knowing they must be good.

The good simply don’t feel righteous,
While the righteous feel very good,
And best when they feel most righteous

And most likely up to no good.
Of course, there are also the bad
Who don’t care, but face it, they’re rare.