America’s Funniest Home Dead Dad (Fool House) by Shannon Scott


Its raining its pouring,
Bob Saget wasn’t very boring
He got into bed
And bumped his head
And couldn’t get up in the morning
The bruise on Bob’s noggin
Has got everyone bloggin’
Looking at each other
Wink’n and noddin’
Not buy’n the news peddled
The Lawman says no foul play
Hoping questions would go away
But The Coroner no foreigner
To being asked
To look the other way
After all, it was “only 1 gunman”
Who had all of that fun man
Back in 2016
A town like Orlando
Has always plagued us
What goes on there
Gets buried with care
Innocence vanishes into thin air
And comics go to die

Bob Saget