Titles
There are many titles men have
A Husband, Uncle, and Cousin
There’s Dad, Grandpa, Brother, and Son
The titles go on by the dozen.
There’s Buddy, Pal, and Friend
The list is quite extensive
There’s Mister, Neighbor, and Confidant
And a few that are rather offensive.
But all these titles are meaningful
In what they represent
I could have mentioned several more
But that isn’t my intent.
Were they all bunched in a room
One chair would be all you’d see
Cause the fact of the matter is
All of them put together - is Me.
Yes, Me, Myself, and I
Three more titles that I hold
Yours truly, is another
And Senior Citizen, now that I’m old.
These are all my “Titles”
I feel that I’m a winner
So you can call me what you like,
But don’t call me late for dinner!
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