American Man

Just an SUV driving, habitually late American man High on coffee, low on energy and full of raisin bran Lured by the social network swept into the dustpan Looking for lost memories, old friends and a new plan Never conceding, never really believing in small talk Always right to the point where one walks the walk With only the barest of necessities taken for the ride He keeps a wickedness that only the old school hide Ready for the ultimate chance to hoodwink a sucker To be an expert, self-made very successful huckster Hoping to someday be the richest of all who tried And never worrying about doing it before he died