Saturday, July 16, 2011

Happy Days

I have a big belly 
don't care if I'm smelly.
Is it still hump day 
if you can't get it up?

You can fancy yourself tough.
99 balloons were luft.
Linking 7th grade
to underpaid.

Chest hair peek
oh just a tuft...
Fonzie's T-shirt
it really fucking fits.

La la love
is really just for kids
The jukebox is on
with a slight little hit.
Meet me in my office
prepubescent tits...

Jump the shark
that's what Fonzie did
Birth and death of a hit
Who is this John Hein whiz kid?

Ron Howard has the power.
Henry Winkler shit the sinkler
Tuscadaro's never been pinker
Opie was so dopey
and Potzie was the trophy.

Chachi loves Joanie
it all seems so phony
Big Al fries bologna
sitting there sitcom at homie.

A perfect world to a wide eyed kid.
Before I smoked some pot.
Before I dosed the cid.
Before I peeked the lid.

Fuzzy glow of my youth
making room
Adult tooth...

And I have no proof
except that I'm aloof.
Did TV rot my brain?
The excuses were so lame...

I only sorta worship
FAME.

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