Whatley's Follies
Tap tap tap, all day long he drums his fingers;
Fresh therapist in, new plans are employed,
Despite all this, anxiety lingers.
Will person or thing ever fill this void?
Once was strong confident Fez Whatley,
Flamboyant and loud he could not be beat.
Now he's a man who cries five times weekly--
A secret untold, feels so incomplete.
Succeed or fail, either way he gets hurt,
Callers chime in to kindle the embers--
And tears rain down on a hawaiian shirt,
As each mistake he keenly remembers.
As Dave reads the news for WBJB,
He's missed more than ever, we guarantee.
# Steinbrenner dead at the young age of 80
# The BP oil spill debacle
# Why are we here?!
# Mel Gibson is a loon + remixes
# Home Run Derby
# Too much choice in television?
# Celebrities who disappeared
# Carl Sagan
# Mail sent electronically
# Facial hair
# Is chocolate a candy?
# A coach punches his son
# Movies with Paul O. + Inception
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