Dead buff
I've been told I look "buff" by
a nice piece of "fluff".
My heads swell,
you can tell
from my trousers.
She says " Wowzers!"
I stare at her muff,
whilst trying to look tough.
"Yeah I know." Is my reply,
nonchalantly staring
at the sky.
She looks me in the eye.
I quake inwardly, I won't let her
see me shake.
"Are you being funny?"
"Of course not Honey."
Heh heh. I'm too cool,
too cool for school.
I'm so hip, I can't see
over my pelvis, I look
better than Elvis.
So cool, my beer would
be frozen, I feel like I am
the Chosen.
Being buff doesn't have
to be tough, you could even
be a puff .
It doesn't matter, ignore
the chatter. Be yourself,
that gives you true wealth.