Like Father Like Son Poem by Francis Duggan

He proudly walks out hand in hand with his new girl friend
And from gym workouts he looks well muscled broad shouldered
and trim
He wears sleeveless shirts to display his tattoos well bronzed from sun and wind
And there is a certain arrogance about the man known as Big Jim.

It's been said he spends at least a half an hour in his bathroom every day
Admiring himself in the mirror in his brown hair yet no gray
And those who claim to know him well of him can only say
That vanity not new to him he's always been this way.

His great sense of self importance comes from his father's
side
Burly Jim senior like his burly son too has excessive pride
'Like father like son' as the saying goes is more often than not true
And vanity is a family thing so tell us something new.

We cannot help the way we are and to our own faults we are blind
And each of us have our own flaws we are not the flawless kind
And Big Jim in his fortieth year his own faults he can't see
To him to feel superior is just not vanity.

He walks hand in hand with his new love she looks younger by far than he
A blond in her early twenties she looks not more than twenty three
His bare arms covered in tattoos his physique on display
And vanity not new to him he's always been this way.