I'm That One Bulb on a String of Lights That Goes Out and You Can't Stop Looking At.

I am not oh-so-beautiful

I am no princess in truth

I haven't a drop of royal blood

Nor silver save my filled tooth

Perhaps one may overlook me

Give me not a chance

God knows I don't sing heavenly

No boys ask me to dance

I cannot paint a fresco

I cannot tickle the keys

I cannot direct the perfect scene

Nor channel new personalities 

While I admit to all of the above

And do so shamelessly

I know I've got some beautiful words

And they go with my humorosity

I can make some people laugh

And I can make them cry

I can tell them how I've felt

And they'll understand why

I can weave you stories

And even make them rhyme

And I can keep up to any beat

Never losing time

If you'll just listen close

And maybe tap your paws

You'll see that I am flawless

Despite all of my flaws