Meddle
Just a quick jot
To see what I got in me
Time is so swift
It gets up inside me
Losing the schedule
Scrambled the eggs
Crossed up the reason
Inside my head
Gotta get showered
Stand on my legs
Put all my troubles back
In their ledges and
Ledgers instead of all
Perched at the forefront
Ready to pounce
I’ve got more than
An ounce of good courage left
I see the forward breaststroke
In the pool to the finish line
Ready to stand
Gold Silver Bronze
In my hands