The Man of Many Hats

A subtle man of such flair- Comes and goes as in thin air! Always trimmed neat his hair. Never certain what he'll wear. He's been seen in many rooms; Master of bold costumes! Where he goes, fashion blooms; As butterflies emerge from little tombs! He, a master of disguise, Suddenly cool and worldly wise, Evokes from ladies admiring sighs; His stature seems to touch the skies. He, a marvel and a mystery, Like mermaid legends of the sea; Such a fine dramatist is he, He can be anyone he wants to be. He, the man of subtle grace; Charmed are those who've seen his face. Expends allure that time can't erase, Then like smoke, gone without a trace!