The Tale of a Man

There was once an old wrinkly man who lived by the pool.
He hated small children who didn’t go to school.
He tanned every day and smoked ciggs more than he should.
His shorts were too short and his teeth made of wood.
The sounds he made were never pleasant or nice,
He hacked and gulped ever so often sucking on ice.
Where he goes at night, no one knows.
Every morning, in the same chair, he shows.