Darn Old, an evil clown,
is only up when everyone’s down
both around him or farther away.
BIG daddy issues, is what I say.
His actual ego, a tiny pinpoint,
however much he may self-anoint
his brain, his golf game, his “genius” IQ.
Much ado, nada, let me tell you
a thing or two. Fragility,
vulnerability, his inability
to deal the child inside.
Forever seeking places to hide
from threats and monsters — mostly made up —
teasing, tormenting this poor little pup.
Fred — Bad Dad — stares from the mirror,
asking which — Roy or he? — is the queerer.
Not, perhaps, in perversional frequency,
but in inability to display decency.
Apprenticed to Cohn, learning to con,
Darn Old arose above and beyond.
In the end, mentor destroyed himself.
Can Darn Old polish off everyone else?
