I think I am forgetting something I shouldn’t forget
I’ve marked it on the calendar but the reason hasn’t struck yet
Is it Anne’s anniversary? Is it Beth’s birthday?
Am I supposed to be at home? Or go out with Beyonce?
Am I supposed to be at Fred’s to catch a football game?
If I’ve stood you up today, I am not to blame
Blame it on my memory. It’s faulty and it’s frail
Storage is all well and good but retrieval is a fail
That’s what age makes you do. Everything goes astray
Oh boy I can’t remember just what it is today

What’s the point
In celebrating birthdays?
I did it last year
And the year before that
It’s getting predictable
And repetitive
…
What’s the point?
I’m moving a step closer
To my final destination
Have I found my purpose?
Have I done my bit?
Is it worth celebrating?
…
What’s the point?
I’m only getting old
My body isn’t the same
Can’t seem to remember a lot
It’s lonely and depressing
Nobody’s even wished me yet

…
Wait a minute
Is it even my birthday today?

Let me check the calendar

Oh… it’s not today. Dang!

Life suddenly became quite pleasant

I’m the smartest human
There ever has lived
That’s what my mother tells me
That’s what I’ve always believed
Mathematical equations
Are just a piece of cake
Even those cipher codes
Too hard for you to break
I’ve invented the teleporter
Time travelling machine
So many other devices
That nobody has ever seen
I have got a robot
That does what I want him to do
But I’m yet to make a tool
To measure my own IQ
Yes, I am a genius
I hope I was quite clear
I don’t like to brag
Don’t tell nobody I’m here

I’m the fastest human
I run at a lightning pace
It’s just that I have never
Bothered to run a race
I can swim a mile
In ten seconds or maybe less
Take the same amount of time
To beat you in a game of chess
I can play football
But it never appealed to me
I can make shaolin soccer
Look quite ordinary
All these games are boring
A complete waste of time
Why don’t they have Olympics
For making two words rhyme?

I was writing a poem
While cleaning my teleporting machine
A few moments later
I was next to a spacecraft’s engine
Three, two, one
I heard the dreaded countdown
A few moments later
I went flying out of town
The engine was burning hot
I was going to burst like a balloon
A few moments later
I found myself on Earth’s moon
Fellow astronauts were shocked
To see a stranger with a broom
A few moments later
I teleported back inside my room
The poem I was writing
I could not trace it anywhere
Wait a minute
Did I forget it up there?