To all the Mr. Smiths in the world - Mr. Smith in my poem is a
fictional character and this is not used to hurt anybody's feelings.
The same old Mr. Smith clumsy and silly as before
Thinks somebody is hitting him on the head when he hears a knock on the door
One morning he woke up late, quickly bathed forgetting to put soap
Oh! He should not do things more silly now I hope
But then for office he forgot to put a tie
Without eating his food to his wife he said good bye
He took his son's school bag instead of his laptop
And his car in the middle of two roads he did stop
Not only that he parked it there
Oh! Mr. Smith's behavior nobody can bare
He was late for his meeting once again
Oh! Does Mr. Smith really have something called a brain?
Mr. Smith was surprised to not find his laptop
Because of him the meeting they had to stop
Still Mr. Smith will never understand will he?
But if he will change he will surprise me