He was as upright as a willow tree in a gale
As tender as a Brazil nut left over from last year
As kind as a mad tiger in a small cage
As brave as a new born kitten
As eloquent as a recorder.
As musical as a mute cello
As tall as the dog
As well read as a cornflakes packet
In short,he was the man I was not waiting for.
I always knew I would recognise him when I met him
