Samuel L. Jackson - Boy Meets World (Slam Poem) lyrics

Boy meets world Boy greets world "Hello world" I'm Cory Matthews Short and average, head full of curls The year: 1993 We see Two boys who lack both brains and brawn Cory Matthews and Hunter, a Hunter comma Shawn Hair parted down the middle, jacket made of leather Alas, one man's trailer trash is another man's treasure Boy meets world Boy meets girl Topanga, Topanga, Topanga Beats the heart of Cory A story as old as time Daughter of hippies, name of a gypsy Topangaaaaa! Cory cries For he tries to mock her Until, shocker! A reluctant kiss by his locker Hair standing on end, no longer just friends A love that could not be dodged Nobody Not even a snow bunny in a ski lodge Could come between them You should've seen them The journey they then took From sandbox to Pennbrook College The knowledge They gained came not from a witch or genie But from a teacher, a neighbor, a mentor, a savior, A man named Mr. Feeney Or as Eric would say, Feenay Fee-ee-eeeeeenay! The Feeney call, for he was always just steps away Mr. Feeney did not leave them, he believed in them Pushed them again and again to be their best You know, to overcome the Eskimo Eating the ice cream cone when it's super cold And make it to the Super Bowl And then, at the end, Not as teacher but as friend One last address One final lesssss-on "Do good" "Do good" he says as tears swell "Don't you mean, Do well?" Topanga stammers, hung up on grammar He understands her But no, "Do GOOD" He makes clear, as he should For he was always there for Cory as his story unfurled As this boy meets world Boy meets girl Boy meets wife Boy meets life As his students file out of the room Like children from the womb Or spirits from the tomb Feeny sighs, stares at the empty desks with gloom Takes a moment to recall And reminisce: "I love you all" He says to himself "Cla** dismissed"