So pretty to look at

Love the quiet calm

But Hernando you’ve got to go

You’re all over the TV

So you bring some more

Attention whore

And I don’t want to go out the door

Grilled cheese and tomato soup

Run a memory loop

From when the likes of you

Were fun

Blizzard, smizzard

Where the hell are my boots

Those recollections are so warm

I haven’t hated every storm

But Hernando

It’s time for you to go