‘Weezer’ is a band

whistling ‘Weezer’

to a geezer

may seem a little funny

to a kid that’s watching me

his nose all wet and runny

pediatric to geriatric

with me the in-between

middle-age is all the rage

you have to dig our scene

 

the little brat giggles

a snotty snort

the old man coughs

a tough retort

but me, I smile

and whistle ‘Weezer’

I ain’t no kid and

I ain’t no geezer

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About troysherdahl

A blue-collar bohemian with a penchant for fine words and dirty jeans.
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