I neither have dough to bake

Nor a claim to stake

But I have moves to make

And steps to take

 

In as much as am not in haste

I don’t have time to waste

Because I refuse to be a copy and paste

But a unique flavor that all would love to taste

 

So just give me a platform or a stage

And watch me perform with an unusual rage

Surely you and your likes will behold a real sage

Whose time has come of age