Disappear into a swirling mist. Perform ancient chants in a forest grove.
I could climb the very highest Himalayas
Be among the very greatest tennis players
Win at chess, or marry a princess
Or study hard and be an eminent professor
I could be a millionaire
Play the clarinet, travel everywhere
Learn to cook, catch a crook
Win a war and write a book about it
I could be another Caesar
I could paint a Mona Lisa
Compose an oritorio that was sublime;
The door's not shut on my genius
But I just don't have the time.
-- the Bradipus