Ordinary

I am just an ordinary man on an ordinary street And ordinary people i only seem to meet Full of their own self importance and self conceit For their idea of success with each other every day they compete Of talking to them i so quickly does tire In them there is little at all to admire The most of their waffle is based on the i To humility as such they do give the lie Such people themselves to me do not endear Their boasting of their successes i would rather not hear One does meet all sorts of people as some do like to say I ought to know that i meet them every day I am an ordinary fellow quite ordinary indeed And my type of person are not a rare breed And mostly ordinary people i meet most of the time And to them i do dedicate this simple rhyme.