Need for Speed

Sports that chase some kind of ball
I just could never do at all
To throw or catch, to kick or hit
I tried but I never fit
All the national fascination
brought me boredom and humiliation

Ask me what I think is cool
It’s gonna involve burning fossil fuel

Jump on and ride a bike so fine
Lean into a perfect line
On the back of a roaring steed is my
preferred way to take the lead
Rumbling V-twin brawn and might
Fire-breathing pipes that split the night

I like to hear a motor roar
And burn up some dead dinosaur
 

The nation loves to pass the time
at Wriggly Field and Fenway
Give me a little one prop plane
 lifting from a runway
I’ll carve an arc across the sky
cover some ground before I die
or slice up a lake with a water-ski
go flying past shouting with glee

Ask  me what I think is cool
It’s gonna involve burning fossil fuel

A law-abiding man I am
the only time I’m not
is when it’s time to open up
and just see what she’s got
It’s such a thrill to move through space
and this is my suggestion
for fun going from place to place, you can’t
beat internal combustion

Sports fans you can define how you succeed

For me I think I'll feed my need for speed

I like to hear a motor roar
And burn up some dead dinosaur

Moderation

I think that I shall never see
a poem to mediocrity
No two like branches on a tree
but step back and there is symmetry
How can it be?
dichotomy

The same song is a sheer delight
pleasing many near and far
or cacophony and blight
depending on how old you are
Is my house a palace or a dump?
Depends on where you live
The same road goes two ways

CHOR:
Goldilocks had the lock
somewhere in the middle is just right
most of us live in the middle
down the line, playing second fiddle
clowns to the left of me
and jokers to the right
here you are
stuck in the middle with me

The rich man never thinks he's rich
whatever's in his pitcher
the poor man always knows he's poor
but there's always someone richer
Lot's of folks enjoy a drink
but no one likes a drunk
one strong smell is sweet perfume
another is a skunk

The big guy running out in front
may seem to have no lack
but when the arrows start to hunt
the biggest target's on his back
If all the Indians are chiefs
who will the leader's lead?
The rest of us, it's my belief
are who we really need

CHOR:
Goldilocks had the lock
somewhere in the middle is just right
most of us live in the middle
down the line, playing second fiddle
clowns to the left of me
and jokers to the right
here you are
stuck in the middle with me