World
Champion
I
don’t have many talents.
Can’t
draw – no musical ability.
I
can time a joke okay
But
don’t do funny voices or accents.
I
can knead bread pretty well
And
slice a fistfulful of leeks in seconds.
Give
me an orange and I’ll hand you
Its
peel – empty, in a tight right-handed spiral.
And,
of course
Procrastination,
wasting time
I’m
good at that..
See, I didn’t even mention it
Til
the poem was nearly over.
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