Very Admired Man
Ó 2001  Anthony Congiano

Well, he loves his darling children

And he cares for them a lot

But, on the other hand he’s kind of cold

A bigot and a snot

With greed he hoards his money

In a rusting coffee can

Though he’s polished on the outside

A very admired man

Now, on Friday’s he goes shopping

Down on Forty-Second Street

And once he finds a little whore he likes

He jumps and clicks his feet

She takes him over to her place

And follows all his kinky plans

But no one would believe it of this

Very admired man

But, when he returned to his front door

Truth smacked him with surprise

For he saw his best friend’s head

Between his Mary’s loving thighs

His face went red with anger

A gun found his empty hand

He yanked then squeezed his trigger, this

Very admired man

Now, he still goes out on Fridays

But doesn’t hurry to get home

For his kids are at their Grandma’s house

And he’s now living alone

Still he sometimes thinks of Mary

When he sees his wedding band

But, he don’t cry much cause he’s got the bucks, and still a

Very admired man