A man is a delicate creature.
Despite his most physical feature
With an ego blown out of all proportion,
The tiniest dent makes a giant distortion.

He�s always fit, but a dose of flu
Will send him to bed for a week or two
When "No!" means "No!" it�s always him
Who makes the rules and then gives in.

His iron will comes to the fore
When a tiny stray kitten sits at the door.
Still it sits; it�s now a cat,
His friend for life, it�s on his lap.

But whenever he�s needed he�s always there,
Usually asleep in his favourite chair.