Reggaeton killed the gentleman.
There’s a new endangered species…
By 2015 gentlemen will be history.
Their manners have fallen prey to fierce technology.
Texts have replaced love letters.
They’re leaving missed calls instead of ringing the doorbell.
Their serenades have been ambushed by lyrics like:
“You’re my lioness… Back dat' up Mami! Mhmmmmm.”
But there are still a few gentlemen left,
who shower, shave, and use cologne every day;
Those who still remain classy.
Don Pablo. To the rescue of gentlemen!