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The Fonz Was A Wimp

This poem was inspired by the "Happy Days" Television show which was an awesome sitcom

The Fonz Was A Wimp

I learned that Arthur Fonzerelli was actually a wimp.
I beat him senseless and he started walking with a limp.
Everybody thought he was tough but it was just an act.
I kicked his butt up and down the street and that's a fact.
When I talked to his girl, he was jealous and challenged me to a fight.
It didn't take long to learn that his bark was worse than his bite.
I punched him in the face and he started crying.
Some don't believe me, they think that I'm lying.
I beat the crap out of the Fonz in front of all of his friends.
He was once respected and feared but that came to an end.
When I was done, his nose was broken and his face was bloody.
Even Richie started bullying him even though they were once buddies.
To beat the Fonz up, I had to travel to the fifties in a time machine.
When I was done, people started laughing and he called them mean.
He started crying when things got rough.
The Fonz was a wimp, he wasn't one bit tough.
 

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