SPECIMEN

On the road so many holdups..  
On footpath so many potholes..    
Wandering in a faraway meadow..    
Losing bearing I don't know..    
Please Supremo..    
I am crawling on all fours..    
Assist me in my tempo..      
I am this Specimen collector..    
Give me the info..    
Blueprint to beat up..    
My competitors..    
Be the successor..    
Then see me grace up..    
Covers of pitch fork..    
Got stranded on a billboard..    
Live in the suburb..    
     
     
Suffered enough from Sun burn..    
This flute given me a sore throat..    
Stammering sometimes with hiccup..    
Almost stroke up..    
Sometimes feeling numb..oh!    
I am all toiled up..    
Please let me indoors..    
Stitch my wounds up..    
Then get me outdoors..    
Keeping my hope on!..    
My efforts until now all fiasco..    
Upgrade me in a disco..    
Let them feel me flow..    
Let them see me glow..    
This will keep me mellow..    
And put a smile on my widow..    
     
Send message atop billboard..    
I have a workload to keep up..    
This is just the build up..    
All the hype before kick up..    
I don't need this no more..    
I need to sit up!    
The pressure to put up..    
To remain on top..    
     
     
Just grab your popcorn..    
Sit on the front row..    
I am the dark horse..    
Dreaming no more..    
Aiming from the southpaw..    
Folks cheering me up..    
Roaring! Chanting! Numer0 Un0!    
As we reach game point..    
Am I wondering? No!..    
I am the undisputed lord of this ring.. Oh!