The Change, She Is Not Coming.

In a town where everyone limps

No one thinks they’re limping.

No one calls out Gimpy!

Everyone has a cane.

Everyone limps the same.

Waddling is respected.

Stumbling is expected.

Stairs?

Nobody wants ’em.

Stares?

Nobody gets ’em.

Everybody’s shoes wear out the same.

Draggin’ at foot lak dey was lame.

Man ‘o man, please see the game.

Limpin’ ain’t have to be!