I am not a deep thinker,
Or an eloquent speaker.
I cannot write music,
And barely write verse.
I’m not often funny,
And quite far from sunny.
I’m a bit weird and awkward,
Ah, but things could be worse.
I could be friendless,
Or totally loveless,
I could be hopeless,
Or stiff in a hearse.
So despite all my defects,
And all my bad aspects,
The thing to recall,
Is that life ain’t a curse.
