Essence of Ass
Wonderful little boy in a mans body
He does no harm nor good
Joker of a different kind
A lover
And yet hell wouldn't take him if they could
A man of a thousand words
A thousand words of comedy
Respected out of fear of pranks
And his witt to match the boot
Tango with this little hellion
And you're liable to get a laugh or two
Speaks his mind and budges for none
His stubborn nature is above all
No bull can match his temper
Yet gentle as a lamb and liked by all
Sage of an olden tradition
Taught by the previous generation
Never forgot where he came from
And makes chivalry live on end
Roots dug deep in the south of old
Grandson to a jack-of-all-trades
Master of not a one
2nd generation firefighter
And savior to those in dire occasion
Blue eyes that flash with the color of his uniform
A batters worst nightmare
And doesn't delay to overrule a state troopers authority
on the ball field of which he holds his regime
But yay even thought his faults are there
And his good side speaks on through
He'll always be, as most people say,
An ASS through and through
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