“Sway Politely, Please”

You sit and wait oh so damn heroically, for some sort of fate to play the game
Try as you and yours might to tame these homegrown inadequacies of yours, a rather harrowing need indeed to breathe all of the wrong colours which swarm all too gladly right in front of you – blinded by a crazy kind of light within, about to pull you to stereotypical pieces
We’ve been problematically waiting, contemplating your brand new and fresh as a daisy reoccurrence
A surefire must by all accords
When aforementioned inadequacies get to terrifically turn the sizeable table and finally sway politely in your every known direction
Discretion a thing of the past
You’ve been playing the underdog far too long
Now take my hand and run like never before, so you understand we do adore you