superhero and superzero

I bet you could get up in the mornings.
I bet that when you had a to-do list
It was all done at the end of the day.
I bet that if you had somewhere to go,
You left on time, made good speed
And were standing outside with minutes to spare.

I bet you were superhuman,
It’s a given, seeing the miracles you did
And that armbands meant nothing to you.
I bet that you were a riot at parties,
That you were the talk of the town,
Resisting all calls for entertainment…

And I bet you don’t go wrinkly in the bath, either,
You don’t stress over stupid things
Or lose your car, sorry, chariot keys.
I bet you can go clothes shopping
And take your time, not just grab and run,
And I bet you don’t get bothered by telesales…

Well, I’ll just stick to being pale in comparison.
Just mediocre and happy with my lot.
I’ll keep struggling to peel open my eyelids
To stare at the time on the clock,
To warm up my voice with a groan
When I realise I’m already late.

I’ll just be content to be human,
After all, I’m not built to be more.
I’m not built for rescuing maidens,
Slaying dragons or creating drink to pour,
So I’ll have a lie-in this morning
And worry about it when I’m late again tomorrow.