Darius

Gregarious rhymes with nefarious,
Odd since the two were the various
Nicknames of a man named Darius.

This man was a mammoth,
And daily his hand he rammeth

Into the jowls of an orange rim
Hung in the rafters of a dark gym.
The grin on his face was ever grim
Since his lips, like his legs, were slim.

He would say, the game is piece-of-pie.
You stand, I jump and look you in the eye.
I score and score and while you cry,

The people cheer the raging bull.
Harder than horns was his skull,
Full and nefariously egotistical.