THE DUDE

Bespectacled specimen.
A creature so low.
A shame on the human race.
Long flanneled trousers.
May drop any time,
Now or then.
And vested tees-
Or is it just the vest?
With accentuated rib-cage.
The smile's a beauty!
Showoff on the
Plaque infested teeth.
Makes it necessary for me
To talk a distance away
Two feet from him.
There lies a danger
Of fainting to the smell.
Yet Good Lord,
He struts his stuff,
How smoothly so!
Brewing with confidence
And feels happiness
In whatever he does.
I appreciate,
I really do.