ZZ Top is not a band exactly known for being poets, but I think these verses are pretty damn fine; it’s like if Milton were alive now with all his bombast and glorious overreach:

Well, I was movin’ down the road
In my V-8 Ford
I had my boots shined up
And my sideburns lowered

With my New York brim
With my gold tooth displayed
Nobody give me trouble
‘Cause they know I got it made

That’s from “I’m Bad, I’m Nationwide” of course. Though I was listening to the Dwight Yoakam version. It paints a vivid picture in very few words — and that is exactly what writing at its best should do.