The Arrogant One Poem by Francis Duggan

The Arrogant One



Quite young and fit but his soul is almost dead
And his physique it has gone to his head
A gift to woman kind is how he feel
And sad to think his kind for some females hold appeal
And though he may feel he's a gift to woman kind
A nicer man than he is would not be hard to find
He comes across as arrogant and loud
And of his physique he feels over proud
Narcissistic people are no longer rare
And about themselves they only seem to care
When with his girl friend he is out to tea
His body language tells you look at me
His huge ego darkens the windows of his soul
And his arrogance 'twould seem out of control

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