That Freaky Fellow

A face red as blood,
with a hooking nose.
A large dark red wrinkle,
across his forehead.
No hair on the top of his head,
but a moustache curling upwards.
Black and thick the moustache,
curling until it points to Heaven.
A back that bends downwards with a slight hump,
allowing hands to easily touch grass.
Knees that pointed to the side,
with legs eternally bent.
A pair of black pants,
and a plain white shirt.
Though his clothes plain,
this man is hideous.