I am the very model of a modern Metrosexual
Castle's song (with apologies to Gilbert and Sullivan)
I am the very model of a modern Metrosexual,
I've search lists that are trivial, research-based and sartorial,
I know the wines of Oregon, and quote magazines so fashionable
From Marie-Claire to new GQ, in order categorical;
I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters literatical,
I write with popularity, both common and fanatical,
About the use of adjective I'm teeming with a lot o' news,
With not one single fact about the square of the hypotenuse.
[Spoken: I never could do math]
I'm very good at similes though accountants book my revenue;
I know the best designers and the latest restaurant's top review:
In short, with search lists trivial, research-based or sartorial,
I am the very model of a modern Metrosexual.
I believe in mythic history, Paul Bunyan and the Wendigo;
I know there's ghosts or aliens, I've an appetite for Thai-to-go,
I quote in ev'ry novel all the crimes that Beckett solves for us,
In myst'ry I can spot peculiarities quite murderous;
I know if sapphire earrings come from Laurence Graff or Tiffany's,
I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes!
[spoken: And what possible use was that, Mother?]
Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din come on,
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Hamilton.
Then I can write a murder board in Elvish runic cuneiform,
And tell you ev'ry detail of the NYPD's uniform:
In short, with search lists trivial, research-based or sartorial,
I am the very model of a modern Metrosexual.
In fact, when I know what's meant by working shifts and being on the clock,
When I can tell at sight an M-15 from a police Glock,
When such affairs as old ex-wives and actresses I'm wary of,
And when I know precisely what my Beckett is so chary of,
When I have learnt what progress is made with DNA analysis,
When I know more of Mayans and a curse to cause paralysis –
In short, when I've been able to convince you that I'm good for you
You'll say a better Metrosexual has never ever shadowed you.
For my NYPD knowledge, though I'm observing for good reason,
Won't have been complete until the ending of the season;
But still, with search lists trivial, research-based or sartorial,
I am the very model of a modern Metrosexual.
Okay, I am sorry. This is utterly ridiculous but it got into my head. Sing or hum to the tune of "I am the very model of a modern Major-General" from the Pirates of Penzance and appreciate the brilliance of Messrs Gilbert and Sullivan, although not, perhaps, my parodic skills.
All complaints, comments, criticisms and compliments are gratefully received.
