The man fabricated a familiar facade
As a fleeting farce of fame
To be fathomable and fatuous to all
Yet far away from the fantasy he adored
But they favored his foremost, foreboding figure

Due to a fateful faction of
Fainéant and fallacy,
From false fear derived
A fateful fiend who
Ended forcefully with failure

Thought to be factious yet facile
A fair fault at his own
The farther his fascination fastened to the fanciful
The more fanatically frantic he would fain
Fictitious fairing, his only friend

In the end he fell to a future of
Fathomless famished frenzy
Faultily figuring the farcical his own
For others feared for when
He faltered to fanfare his faithful self