The creature that walks with rigid eyes askance
And raises eyebrow in intellectual glance

The creature that pursues prey with keen vigor
And applauds proudly when his spear is bigger

The creature that speaks slyly, with a secret goal
And trades courtly success for his own poor soul

The creature that makes me cringe and prance, all in a dainty trance
Such is his role

The creature that sulks in wounded brutish pride
Yet still sways broad shoulders side to side

And with bitter grin makes his remarks so snide
He tends to amuse and puzzle my mind

With imposing, muscled stance, this creature stands
Such is this majestic creature we call man.

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