Born in New Jersey,
in a town with little mercy.
He’s the one guy that can make me laugh
even though he’s Trenton’s height cut in half.
He’s the one little ‘gangster’ with a giggle like a sugar        high child

His high-pitched giggle rings like a bell,
I hear it so much I know it quite well.
It makes me chuckle and hack,
especially when he sits on Bob’s back.
That one little giggle makes my day.

He plays all my songs,
to make me forget all of the world’s wrongs.
His friend-to-friend antics on stage
make me laugh every time and never leave me with rage.
Even when he talks his little comments make me smile.

Being born on the day of Hallows Eve,
he always has a weird little prank up his sleeve.
When he got married to his wife,
I realized his band was not the only thing in his life.
Yet to me, he will always be the funny little Frankie.