Could it be my many patient hours of staring out the window on sentry duty?
Or was it my non-stop efforts to maintain the pristine condition of the swimming pool?
Perhaps it was my time on lifeguard duty,
My ability to mediate family disputes,
Or the way I help out with household chores like making the bed.
Maybe it's just my attention to personal hygiene,
Or my ability to trap bats.
Whatever the reason, I now have a title to go alongside my school diploma.
But there's something else I don't understand.
Why, oh why was I dubbed Sir Barksalot??
