Tall Men Love Their Height

Tall men love their height

A slight advantage from their sight

They tower over other gents

And cannot stand at all in tents

It does not matter if they’re fat

They’re just too tall to notice that

Nor does it matter if they’re thin

They stroll above the crowd and grin

Yes, tall men love their manly height

Who knows what they all do at night?

The mirror raised, the window low

The shadow of tall men aglow

An insult may be taken when

You don’t see or look up at them

“Well how could you not notice me?

I’m so tall and you’re so wee.”