Average - A Poem

I’m not beautiful or uglyAnd my features don’t stand out I don’t smell like peach and honey But I’m not that bad throughout.

I’m not supermodel skinny Nor I’m tall, for that regard But I’m mirthful, smart and funny And I’m not a ball of lard.

I sure have a lot of pastimes None of which I excel at: Drawing, singing, writing rhymes… Anybody could do that.

But in spite of not being top-notch I still hope to be remembered, After all I will be watching Even once I’m six feet under.