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The Good Old Days
Strolling down the street, and stopping at the soda shop Teens, had a beat snapping our fingers ordering cherry coke pop They added the cherry syrup to the coke made it real sweet French fries and gravy with our soda was a real treat Girls babysat, boys had paper routes this was our spending money Went to the movies on Friday nights, all in a click with our honey
Parents made sure we kept good marks, and went every day to school We had home economics, boys had wood working shop, and we knew we were cool During the week after homework, we rode our bikes until the weather turned cold Then we went sledding, ice-skating or hung on to car bumpers and rode We had privately owned grocers, bakers and butchers; free scraps Some worked part time to save for a car it was all mapped
Our pets had names like Skippy, Lad, or Spot Our doggies followed while we skated no matter how hot We made pot holders and sold greeting cards door to door Helped at home; mowed the grass, cleaned the house even the floor We did what we were told no back talk or yackety-yak Chaperoned to go to the Sadie Hawkins dance and that was a fact
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Those were the times, loved and adored Never to return, never no more © Joyce Ann Geyer
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