The Master of None
I excel at nothing.
I can do everything.
The Jack-of-All-Trades.
The Master of None.
I'm passable at writing.
Barely considered smart.
Just active enough to be sporty.
Never did I take to a single thing,
Rather chose to do it all.
All that came from it was
A little bit of everything,
An offering to the Master of None.
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