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Louis Spicolli - UPDATED
Louie Spicolli
left the ring far too early
when his mother went sick
and his coping had stopped.
A babyface jobber
for most of his life,
a babyface heel,
who dated Madonna
under a mask.
It happened in Lubbock
before I was born
when Mike Dibiase
collapsed in a heap
with Man Mountain Mike.
Maybe we forgot
Alberto and Ox
with all of the glitz.
It’s Kayfabe, they said.
It’s the same scenery
with different names,
but Louie won’t be
on Nitro tonight.
What’s going on in Texas
with Fritz’s children?
I haven’t a clue
since Kerry’s bad spill
cost him his ankle
which is now fused and immobile.
The same thing happened
to Pillman’s weak heart.
I’ve seen the same scenery
with a fresh set of names,
so tonight Mr. Perfect’s
not appearing at 9.
A Rude Awakening
to say the very least.
There’s a mysterious curse
in a San Juan shower.
"Bruiser Brody is dead
at the Invader’s hand."
I remember the night
that Kemper went dark.
A quick Blaze
that didn’t make sense
wherever you sat.
She was lovely and shy
until she was there
what happened to her
is anyone’s guess.
Goodnight, Eddie G,
wherever you sleep.
You left Minnesota
at the top of your game.
I was crippled tonight
and I lost all my sleep.
There’s a family of three
put to rest in Atlanta.
"Chris Benoit is dead
at apparently his own hand."
It’s the same scenery,
with a new set of names.
Tonight Louie Spicolli
won’t be on TNT.
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