Keyed his Rolls Royce and hopped on in, passenger seat perfection
Sat alongside a beautiful woman who was able to inject a modest degree of bravado in him
A win-win, no two ways
Drove his “apple cart” through the early morning hay, the way he liked to see it
Humble and all because of a rather moneyless existence in a past life
Never took his eyes off the prize, always remembering where he really came from
Flew past the begrudgers, shook all of the right hands along the way
Never let those who mattered fall to their demise
Proudly holding each and every one of them upon the shoulders of a crafty giant