Oh! How nice he is in his build,
Tummy pumped like a pregnant toad,
And his neck thick
Like a python that just swallowed
A black bearded goat.
He is pompous - and yet very unbecoming -
Disgusting and yet very noisy.
Such a man - my role model.
May the heavens strike me dead -
If I ever found myself
Praising and emulating his insolence.

While he walks so majestically,
Like a chicken in muddy water
He steps on toes
Like a goose on water
He sits on heads - such a man -
My role model.
His voice is the sound of arrogance
And his tone filled with pride,
Vanity. And in his wisdom -
The foolish are wiser.


Will I fail to talk about you, my role model?
With my voice I will tell the world
Of your greatness, that greatness -
In your basket; the wisdom in your pride -
The smartness in the arrogance
And yet still, water runs down the hills
And streams formed.
My role model, change is not your calling,
Ignorance, hate, and greed - rather
Your making; if a man failed -
To hear my voice, may the heavens
Strike me dead if I emulate your insolence.