Some do call me stupid some do call me a guy wise some think I'm a mental case some just chastise
If they knew the tender light in my eyes if they only once met me face to face they would see I am goodly and kind and not what they think in their shallow minds
I'm just a storm in a teacup a diminutive feller just a shot in the dark but I am getting better
I smile long and hard for they don't know my stars let's see what comes from the dumbest of the dumb