You looking at me?

I once knew a man
Strange he was
All full of self pomp and roar
Yet nothing to intoxicate my soul

Every day he would roll into my life
Like a less than beguiling worm
That would slither through my thoughts
Causing me to curse

Then he went away
And I find myself sharing
amusing anecdotes
About how he was

He is remembered
Not forgotten
Never to be repeated

Thank God.