The Boy Next Door
Too large for most to accomodate,
If it is important he'll be late.
Sometimes vulgar and crude to the core.
Never mistaken as the boy next door.
A hard headed Giant that's misunderstood.
Entirely too intellegent for his own good.
Cares for nobody but himself
and anyone else in need of help.
A bit chauvanistic, a womans man
bedding as many as anyone can.
Intimidates others just for fun.
An aberration to most, enigma to some.
He takes a few drugs. Make that many.
Rarely his pockets carry more than a penny
He eats too much and never enough.
Gives as good as he gets, It's only stuff!
He is never wrong, less often right.
His sense of humor is quite the riot.
I have never known a man such as he.
Always there when I've been in need.
Talk all you want and think as you may
Sure he has a few faults, but he is really ok
A brash gentle giant who will often offend.
My brother, my buddy, my friend to the end.
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Copyright © Mark Croson The Applethoughtrotten | Year Posted 2010
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