Day 14 – Dear Mr. Mencia

I would sit at the lunch table
In my cafeteria
I think this was the year where I
Was only eating fries with ranch,
Old Bay, salt and pepper on them

My friends would call themselves beaners
As they tried to steal my fries
Eventually they learned

They would say something and then, hand loose,
Pound themselves in the chest
Eventually they learned

But I’m not sure if you ever did
Because even then, as a 14 year old,
I learned that just because you’re an adult
Doesn’t mean that you know
Anything about humor
Anything about decency
Anything about kindness 

I did learn something from you
Comedy should never punch down 
Only up