My names Eric.

Oh, and I'm a cartoon.
Also known as the Bad Poet to some here...
On Friday the 13th, I think it was June,
My mother was lucky, gave birth to a "toon".
She taught me my lines and I followed her script,
Though sometimes I strayed from them, stumbled and tripped.
She raised me to love all the good things in life,
Like chocolate, and Disney, my kids and my wife.
And one day she left us, but no need to cry,
I know she's with Walt at the park in the sky.
And now I direct two small toons of my own,
We measure in Disney trip pics how they've grown.
So in between trips I hang out at the DIS,
Tooneric's found Disney nuts crazy as he is!