i aint got perfect diction
i know that causes friction
when we go out with your friends
but honey
i cant pretend
i am just me
i dont smile one cue
when the director asks me
or is that ax me
after the scene i am darn sure
you will harass me
but honey leave me be
i am just me
i admit
i am a bit more boorish
that bon viviant
and yes i prefer an old pair of levis
to a tailored suit by yves saint laurent
but my old mamma
god bless her soul
said something to my daddy thats true enough
i dont want no flawless man
i want a diamond in the rough
oh sure
maybe i could pretend to peruse
the wall street journal
instead of the daily news
and when in polite company
i guess it is considered classy
to use a knife and fork
on a fried chicken breast
but didnt you once say you love me
because i wasnt like the rest
now
i aint what girls consider handsome
never gonna hold a damsel for ransom
like a denzel
but i think i am swell
truth be told i aint keen
on them fancy french wines
i prefer good conversation
and a mason jar of shine
or muscatel
yes i know
i have a bad habit of shouting
when a whisper would suffice
but i aint never ate the whole pie
that is selfish
i just take a small slice
and maybe i could buy
one of them big ole books
that teach you to elaborate eloquently
but i prefer to be concise
i am just a man who digs being
around his wife
i remember you once
felt i was acceptable
after all
my momma taught me to be respectable
i dont make a spectacle
when i chew
and if somebody sneezes
i say quietly bless you
yeah i know
the difference between an italian loafer
and a sneaker shoe
but i wear them boots at work everyday
you know what my feet go through
and maybe my sullen nature
causes your friends to misconstrue
bad manners for country grammer
when my tie is slightly askew
but i dont believe in all that
make believe stuff
if you toss me away
some lucky lady will find
a diamond in the rough
hey
maybe you should give
some other man a try
find yourselfa fancy dandy
who can flash all 32
when tellin big city lies
you always say i am not sensitive enough
because i dont cry
did it ever occur to you
my tear ducts are dry
from seeing too many friends die
look honey
i have loved you from
the first day we met
and i sure dont get my jollies
making you upset
i know we moving up in the world
but why should i forget
the city that raised me
good old philly
i aint got all them good graces down
let them other men act so darn kool
if i try to walk on water
i know i will drown
when i put on that tux
and you wear a gown
to some fancy social downtown
i aint actin like them fellas
pretending to be kings sittin
on a throne
because i know i got one at home
right next to the shower stall
guess aint nothing more
left to discuss
yes i admit
i am somewhat gruff
didnt come from the right stuff
slightly scuffed
but like my old mamma always said
son you are a mighty fine man
and that is good enough
most women prefer
a diamond in the rough
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