Chicano Poet

Friday, November 25, 2005

Henry’s Karate Elegy For Pat Morita

You’ve closed up shop on Happy Days,
forsaken burgers, shakes and fries,
kicked Weezer out into the street.

During World War Two you were
public enemy number one
and America, land of the free,

threw you into a concentration camp
even though you were only eight.
Enemy combatant, toy samurai.

But soon you were on your way to Hollywood
finally striking it big
as Mr. Miyagi,

able to catch flies with chopsticks,
making Daniel-san wax on, wax off.
You even got to spank Hilary Swank!


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