I rented a pad
on lake Moldytoe,
where the wildlife ran free.

I watched a cockroach
skirt across the sink,
and smiled contentedly.

Then all of a sudden
a rat spoke out loud
in a language that I understood.

He said to a mouse
as they leered up at me:
"Well, there goes the neighborhood".

Heroes
placed on pedestals,
often crumble
when they fall.

Greatly hated
for the simple fact
that they're human
after all.

I've got lots of things
I'd like to do.
And I'm doing
all I can.

But please remember
that I'm really just
a very
common man.