[SIZE=medium]Sixty-One Years[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]It was January 12th in the 1950s[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]A time when music and radio where kind of nifty[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]At this time a stork delivered a boy named Stern[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Whose name would change radio and make it diffy[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]As the years went by, his words would be heard by many radio bosses who would think his manner was iffy[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Along came the FCC and would turn his life into turmoil in a jiffy[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Alas, a satellite in the sky would make a venue where Stern could say ‘I’ve got a stiffy’[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Today, sixty-one years later, the nifty, diffy, iffy, jiffy, stiffy Stern can say to them all ‘##### off!’[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Look what I’ve done, look what I’ve earned - Happy Birthday Du![/SIZE]