Simp4S0m had a little lamp,
Its light was kinda dim.
Every time he tried to shine,
It just looked kinda grim.
Oh, Simp4S0m, why's your lamp so dull?
It's like you're stuck in the lull.
I'll bring the fire, you bring the wick,
But your little lamp just can't stick.
He tried to light it up one day,
But the flame just wouldn't stay.
His friends all laughed, said, "What a sight!"
His lamp just couldn't shine bright.
Oh, Simp4S0m, why's your lamp so dim?
It's like you're stuck in a whim.
I'll bring the spark, you bring the oil,
But your little lamp's just a foil.
Now Simp4S0m's lamp is in the past,
He's moved on to things that last.
He's got a torch that's blazing bright,
No more dimness in his sight.
Oh, Simp4S0m, now your light's so strong,
You've proved us all wrong.
You've found your fire, you've found your way,
No more dullness, no more dismay.
So here's to Simp4S0m and his lamp,
He's moved on from that old camp.
His light's a beacon, strong and true,
Now everyone looks up to you.