Percy - Head of Femur

Percy
The dock man's boy
With pen and paper in your employ
Percy
I'm plenty smart
But I need help to get your art
So you tell me the beauty's in the meaning of the words
And it may be my hearing's slightly blurry
Your vernacular's no accident
You strove to find the perfect bent
But not all good's borne of intent
Percy
The dock man's boy
With pen and paper in your employ
Percy
Your deep quatrains
Do not suffice to entertain
But you tell me your lyrics will elucidate our lives
And that I'll see your purpose realized
When they hear
The lines you've set to do re mi
The public will declare
That sounds like me
Unanimously three cheers for percy
Promoting better living through empathy
Percy
The dock man's boy
With pen and paper in your employ
Percy
I still prefer
A phoneme's ring to a poignant word