Eternal Youth - A Poem

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A poem i wrote and performed live at the hollywood improv for a taping of

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Eternal Youth The point of this story. My favorite Spelling family member’s probably Tori. But Aaron Spelling her pops! He was tops! But so old. His youth went to jail And was never parolled. I believe the children are the children. But I believe the adults are the children too! Bigger. Older. Wrinklier children Less bendier. Less friendlier. But children just the same. Only children who have lost their way And now are pretty lame. Giant children! True they are. They used to be normal size. But now it seems that having fun Is something they despise. They give me fucking guilt trips when I super size my fries. And they wear three pairs of glasses cuz they now have shitty eyes. They used to be smaller, these overgrown children. Because they were younger, But cuz they were willin! To try different things, and always be chillin. Now their bladders are spillin. And staying in’s thrillin. And their form of getting high is poppin and pillin. Used to be spontaneous, indulge every whim. Now they spend their days watching According to Jim? But can they turn back? The clock? Tick tock. Like a clock? Don’t mock. When I talk. Or when I tick. You’re a prick. Suck my dick. Eat my stick. Drink my Quik. Pick up sticks. Chinese delivery. Forty minutes has passed, and my stomach is quivery. 40 MINUTES! Knock Knock! Who’s there? Chinese. Chinese who? Chinese food. Chinese food that you ordah. -So many damn Mexicans crossing the border. And I’M SORRY! But I ordered the large mushu pork. And what’s with these sticks, bitch? I use a fork. I also thought I asked for Mongolian Beef. Well if this beef had flavor then your cook is a thief. Robbing beef of its essence. Like time does our souls. Just like Chinese food, We’re much worse worse when we’re old. You can freeze us, reheat us, But we’re never the same. And growing old oldly, the culprit to blame. So don’t age. It’s a cage. But are you a monkey? When people get older they start to smell funky. See it all comes full circle. Much like life. Or a circle. Or Germany’s Chancellor Angela Merkel. I believe this defines if we are children. (point to head) Our hair. So if you don’t have too many free ones to spare. Well it means that you’re old. You’re an old fucking man. And you can try hair plugs. And you can get tan. But if you want to feel just as young as you can. Then fucking young girls, probably the best plan.

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