A simple color doodle of a weasel. A modern weasel

He's a modern weasel,
A weasel for the millennium,
Digital and smoke free.
A diversified multicultural postmodern deconstructionist,
Politically anatomically and ecologically incorrect.
He's been uplinked and downloaded.
He's been inputted and outsourced.
He knows the upside of downsizing.
He knows the downside of upgrading.
He's a high tech lowlife.
A cutting edge state-of-the-art bicoastal multitasker,
And he can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.
He's new wave but I'm old school,
And his inner child is outward bound.
He's a hot wired heat seeking warm hearted cool customer,
Voice activated and biodegradable.
His interface is from a database,
And his database is in cyberspace,
So he's interactive,
He's hyperactive,
And from time-to-time,
He's radioactive.
Behind the eight ball,
Ahead of the curve,
Riding the wave,
Dodging a bullet,
Pushing the envelope.
He's on point,
On task,
On message,
And off drugs.
He's got no need for coke and speed,
He's got no urge to binge and purge.
He's in the moment,
On the edge,
Over the top,
But under the radar.
A high concept,
Low profile,
Medium range ballistic missionary.
A street-wise smart bomb.
A top gun bottom feeder.
He wears power ties,
He tells power lies,
He take power naps,
He runs victory laps.
He's a totally ongoing bigfoot slam dunk rainmaker with a proactive outreach.
A raging workaholic.
A working ragaholic.
Out of rehab,
And in denial.
He's got a personal trainer,
A personal shopper,
A personal assistant,
And a personal agenda.
You can't shut him up,
You can't dumb him down.
'Cause he's tireless,
And he's wireless.
He's an alpha male on beta blockers.
He's a non-believer and an over-achiever.
Laid back but fashion forward.
Up front,
Down home,
Low rent,
High maintenance.
Super size,
Long lasting,
High definition,
Fast acting,
Oven ready,
And built to last.
He's a hands on,
Foot loose,
Knee jerk,
Head case.
Prematurely post traumatic,
And he has a love child who sends me hate mail.
But He's feeling,
He's caring,
He's healing,
He's sharing.
A supportive bonding nurturing primary care giver.
His output is down,
But his income is up.
He takes a short position on the long bond,
And his revenue stream has its own cash flow.
He reads junk mail,
He eats junk food,
He buys junk bonds,
He watches trash sports.
He's gender specific,
Capital intensive,
User friendly,
And lactose intolerant.
He likes rough sex.
He likes rough sex.
He likes tough love.
He uses the f word in my email,
And the software on his hard drive is hard core, no soft porn.
He bought a microwave at a mini mall.
He bought a mini van in a mega store.
He eats fast food in the slow lane.
He's toll free,
Bite sized,
Ready to wear,
And he comes in all sizes.
A fully equipped,
Factory authorized,
Hospital tested,
Clinically proven,
Scientifically formulated medical miracle.
He's been pre-washed,
Pre-cooked,
Pre-heated,
Pre-screened,
Pre-approved,
Pre-packaged,
Post-dated,
Freeze-dried,
Double-wrapped,
Vacuum-packed,
And he has an unlimited broadband capacity.
He's a rude dude,
But he's the real deal.
Lean and mean.
Cocked, locked and ready to rock.
Rough tough and hard to bluff.
He takes it slow.
He goes with the flow.
He rides with the tide.
He's got glide in his stride.
Drivin' and movin',
Sailin' and spinnin',
Jivin' and groovin',
Wailin' and winnin'.
He don't snooze,
So he don't lose.
He keeps the pedal to the metal,
And the rubber on the road.
He parties hearty,
And lunch time is crunch time.
He's hanging in,
There ain't no doubt.
And He's hanging tough,
Over and out.