Feel the burn and the fury of my pen
feel the fire, as I fan the flames again
brace yourself for the mediocre
Hail the king of the almost good enough
nothing bold, nothing flying off the cuff
things might change, but don`t hold your breath yet
try floating with the flow, try not to run too slow
be average, not below, lets go
Hello lamewads, I`m with you
raise your fist if this rings true
Hello Lamewads, never quite our best or finest
Hello Lamewads, I`m predicting a C minus now
Like a shoe lace slowly coming loose
like a flashlightrunning out of juice
save your necks, with some lame excuse
I`m niether friend nor foe I`m never going pro
does this sound apropos
Niether hot or cold
this getting old
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