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SUPERMAN by Philip Philmar
I’m trying to be Superman I have to get it right I’m trying to be perfect I try with all my might To cope with life And get things done To manage my affairs Avoid a fight And see the light And deal with all my cares To sort the stuff that needs it And be there bang on time To do what I have promised To make the poem rhyme To keep my word Not step in turd And not to lose my rag Face up to facts And keep my pacts I mustn’t be a drag I’m trying to be Superman I don’t mean big and strong But strong in mind And sweet and kind Too many get it wrong I’m trying to be Superman And really it’s no strain Though modern life is full of strife There’s no gain without pain I’m trying to be Superman One leap or mighty bound Will burst my chains Lick stubborn stains Keep both feet on the ground I’m trying to be Superman With ladders in my tights My pants have rips Perfection slips I’ve sleepless Krypton-nights What can I do to prove to you I really do my best ? I’ll come to grips I will not cry I’ll gird my loins I’ll not say die My superpowers are not a lie Look see me jump I really fly Is it a bird or plane on high? The gravity I will defy What makes you say I’m stressed? I really am a Superman Although my costume’s roomy And please don’t misconstrue me I tell you I’m not gloomy What are you doing to me? I’m Superman let go let go A needle Doctor, no no no You’ll never get it in my skin Ow! – Super powers are wearing thin I’ve got to take it on the chin My enemies are closing in Understand me – no one can I have to be a super ... m ... a ... n ... | ||||
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