The tail of Jack Lowe; Greatest man alive

Jack Lowe, the best-looking man,
With a jawline sharp and a perfect tan.
Girls fall to their knees when he walks by,
Caught in his gaze, they can’t help but sigh.

In Pi Kappa Phi, he leads the way,
Crushing beers and living the day.
In IFC, he’s top of the game,
A campus legend, known by name.

His charm is magnetic, it’s hard to deny,
With every smile, he makes hearts fly.
Girls flock around him, drawn to his heat,
Chasing his attention, eager to meet.

Confidence flows, and his swagger’s pure,
His easygoing ways, they can’t ignore.
Jack Lowe’s the man, the one they adore,
With every step, they want him more.

On campus, he’s the king of the scene,
The finest of the fine, the brightest of the beam.
Jack Lowe’s the legend, a heartthrob for sure,
The best on Earth—who could ask for more?