The Nearly Man

You nearly got that bus

You nearly got that train

You nearly got that job

You nearly got that girl

Your always one number out

On the Tombola on a Saturday night

You’re the side kick with wit

You know the one that makes others look good

Mr Knock back comes knocking again

More knock backs than a Mike Tyson opponent

30 years of fighting for your class

Still not good enough in the bland world of pen pushing HR

You don’t quite fit

You’re strange you see

Fancy thinking of others

But perhaps that’s why

You don’t get the girl

You don’t get the job

For all the nearly men in the world

Perhaps it’s our love of all

That means we will always be

The nearly men

©Martin Hickman; June 2014