I'm a moron
I'm mostly sort of limp
Thoughts are very rare
Work I always skimp
I thought I'd have a life
But it didn't happen you see
I stand where I stood years before
The stars have faded glee
But that's how it is I guess
Not everyone has steam
A moron serves no useful purpose
There are no ramps for him
Well enough talk
Let me contract into my entrails
Luck never shines on me
Everything I do always fails
