We need to find a leader,
But that’s not me.
We need someone who can reign us in.
But I don’t know who’ll that be.
I don’t want to take over it all,
But I don’t know what else to do.
There’s about fourteen of us,
And it’s caused a hullabaloo.
This is why I hate being part of a group,
Because they always pass the buck.
One person does it all or no one works,
This is why unity sucks.
If I wrote the poem on my own,
It’d be done in five minutes flat.
I’m not trying to brag,
But I’m not lying about that.
So what do I have to be thankful for?
In this group, I don’t know.
But I’m glad I put my headphones on,
So I can’t hear Cartwright crow.
This just isn’t going to work;
You can’t have unity when everyone talks.
You can’t have peace when no one agrees,
And I’m about ready to walk.