Just Your Average Genius

Please, There is no need To massage my feet. Because you believe, I am among the 'elite' I'm not one to flaunt my brilliance. Or seek to shine, Brighter than stars. Or glow in darkness... To prove that candlelight, Is a lame flame in my sight! I am just your average genius. That's all! Nothing special to attract awe. Or expect anyone to carry smelling salts, To regain consciousness in my presence. That's not me! Just a simple kneeling, And the kissing of my ring is sufficient. 'But Your Highness... I thought you said, You wanted to arrive incognito? ' Am I wearing the blue royal robe. Adorned with jewels and ermine? Am I? Answer me! 'No Your Majesty. No, you are not! ' That's why I decided to dress in rags. And be done with all of the formalities. But the kneeling and the kissing of the ring, Gives me goosebumps. THAT I am not about to give up!