A cloth of a high value
Worn by a man of high praise
On him it Glitters like Gold
His Insecurities it hides all
And his strength's it showers
Tuxedo man fearful of no one
Confidence so high and mighty
He utters nothing but wisdom
He walks like a king in his castle
Many look up to him
And try to be like him
Yet they all miserably fail
Because he is Tuxedo man
And there can only be one
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem