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There are many sweet mysteries in this life, over which you wonder and I mull, But one of the biggest is the fact that nobody seems to be able to come up with the correct definition of the term "teenage idol." Is such a person one of tender years, who to his peers ranks second only to presidents, kings and queens? Or can an individual of older age become the rage provided that he or she has that special quality that flips teens? The latter seemed the gospel truth, because in looking through this magazine I noticed how the contents belie the cover. It's proclaimed for teens, but the set it features is largely twenty-one and over. I don't mean to imply that the fab and the gear are anywhere near as ancient as I or General Sherman, But about the only place where the former rule does apply is in the area of the Hermits and their Herman. They seem to be about the only group who are both idols and teenagers, and I know it |
Should seem ludicrous to both General Sherman and myself when they show it But I find myself as fascinated by their antics as I once was by those of a somewhat slender youth by the name of Sinatra. And I do not deem it difficult to comprehend why the Hermits are a household word from Farfle Bluff, Nebraska, to Sumatra. At luncheons in their honor, they are blissfully unaware of bowing waiters and popping corks. They instead pass the time until dessert by sharing kicks under the table and spearing each other with forks. At concerts, they agilely dodge the flying teddy bears, notes and lockets, But at curtain's close, they stuff the treasures into guitar cases and friends' pockets. Later, back at their abode, they sort the tossed phone numbers into five respective hills, And after gloating and battling over who received the most, they rush off to the nearest telephones and run up outlandish bills. The crowds of fans which gather about have exhausted the patience of many a hotel |
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Whose duties are not limited to herding the Hermits away from the window but also include coaxing them out of the lobby. And those faced with the job of restoring order and stilling the ever-present din, Soon discover that the true task at hand is not keeping the mobs out, but keeping the Hermits in. On movie sets where they could reign as stars, they find lolling about in directors' chairs to be unspeakably boring.> The question posed at the outset of this prose may never be in possession of an answer, And whenever their turn before the camera comes, a massive hunt must be staged to locate the Hermits who are out in the back lot exploring. Because in my journey to seek definition of a term, I left one train of thought and sought a transfer. And should I ever make another attempt to clarify this matter someday or year or eon, I'll get side-tracked by watching all the fun teenage idols have and be even more firmly convinced that I'd rather be than see one. |