Some Man

You remind me of some man Tall, dark and ... Ah! May. His wallet was a handful dripping His masculine hands were short with a bright, cheerful face His speech was deep, Brain full yet racing Well organised and viper canning His lips oozed out of wisdom after knowledge He had pulled legions of followers. Women, yet most girls, were his sweet pie He loved to chill within Excited to cool the wind at devil's best hours You remind me of someone whose well-known name to them fame chasing He knew his value on his groins The strength he gems with idolatry Those dresses, I pity them Whoever got the comfort around his chains, Volant, who could spot the red dot His nose knew no scent, not as any normal person would Blinded by his ego, swollen viz pizza bread, He would mention the name of a woman to a girl Too stubborn to his wasteful quest