Hondo Died Yesterday

Hondo Died Yesterday By Rick Rucker “Hondo died yesterday,” I heard the news, I said “No way!” He seemed so big, and strong, I was sure he would enjoy a life, very long, Always there, with a joke, Or a cigar to smoke, In his eye, a devilish spark, Or from his mouth, a wise remark, With the ladies, an unrepentant flirt, In a Tommy Bahama shirt, Such was his fame, We were all drawn to him, as moths to a flame! When he was born, they broke the mold, There couldn’t be two so bold, It wouldn’t do to have more than one, We couldn’t take so much fun! I know I will miss him every day, But most especially on a car show Sunday, Someone else will man the mike, No disrespect, but he will be like, Comparing bodywork to Bondo, No one else could be like Hondo!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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