Honestly, Fonzie

by Mike Levin

Honestly, Fonzie I think that you rule,
Though Henry Winkler is really who’s cool.
I won’t start a church or treat chicks like cigars,
But am tickled pink you sent greetings from Mars.

Of all of your lessons, what beats even Rocky.
And hit me most hard are the brothers, Malachi.
Whose greasy cajoling gave rise to the hunch
When pinky starts stalling, prepare for a crunch.

Not Sun Tzu nor Nietzsche or even The Prince
Has reached quite an audience ever or since.
In my estimation not Icons nor Dons
Even come close to the power of Fonz.