I propose that each alive,
give themselves a zero point five.
A celebration of our humility,
And make oh-fivers fool's futility.
In truth we are all between the three and four,
Getting better, becoming more,
None quite perfect, but all of worth,
Future poets of the earth.
So silly souls of oh point five,
I pray for nobler things you strive,
To spend your time on such little ways,
Is such a waste of precious days.
So how to bring this to an end,
I'll bestow one final good amen.
I'll bestow one final good amen,
I'll bestow this one last ...amen.
p.s. in a final tribute I pray that all who read will bestow upon me an 0.5.