I Don’t Know Why (Fun Poem 85) Poem by David Harris

I don’t know why
they love me like they do.
I haven’t got the film star looks
I’m pretty ordinary really.
Therefore, I don’t know why
they love me like they do.
I’m not part of the genius crowd;
I’m at the lower end of the scale.
I once took an intelligence test
and was a dismal one hundred and twenty four.
The suggestion for what I should do
was simple indeed
either go back to kindergarten
or go get a life.
I was too old for the first
and the second I think I all ready had.
Therefore, I don’t know why
they love me like they do.
I’m not a rich man;
I’m in the poor house most of the time.
My bank account keeps screaming
for me to put some money in.
Therefore, I don’t know why
they love me like they do.

25 August 2008