Cheers For the Janitor

CHEERS FOR THE JANITOR I suppose I may be found in cluttered closets Or in empty rooms after hours I’m prowling Cleaning up so many unmentionable deposits That’s partly why they say I’m often scowling My job is neither management nor education Just all the manual tasks that others do reject It’s hardly reflected in my low remuneration So my grumpiness is not that hard to detect But truly and in secret, I become superman I have higher degrees coming out of my ears A champion in jumping over a lengthy span But I prefer modesty to all the empty cheers Now, with no more talents nor skills to hone I am serene and reflective, satisfied and alone