Requiem For The Man Of Clichés...

He drank like a fish
and smoked like a chimney
He swore like a sailor
and he fought like a lion
He was bad to the bone
but he was good at heart
He was ahead of the curve
but he fell behind the times
He was a diamond in the rough
and he had a Midas touch
He was rough around the edges
but he was one smooth operator 
He had a heart of gold
and a silver tongue
He was solid as a rock
and as sharp as a tack
He was hard as a coffin nail
and he had ice water in his veins
He had balls of steel
and a memory like an elephant
He was smart as a whip
and he could cut you down like a knife
He put his money where his mouth was
and he could pull a rabbit out of a hat
He was as honest as the days were long
and as welcome as a skunk at a lawn party
He could do it all
and couldn't give a phuk

He was a total cliché
and now he's dead as a doornail
Most people will never admit it
and many will never even know it
 but the world is going to miss him greatly
There might not have been any place left for him here
but there will always be room for him in the hearts of men
 however real or cliché that might be