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Array ( [sid] => 35531 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Those Bygone Days [time] => 2004-02-19 09:51:23 [hometext] => Those were the days [bodytext] => Before I married, I played the field,
T'was normal two or three would yield,
That was when the shoes high-heeled,
Ported babes with sterns well-keeled.

The perfect place your sweetie necked,
The back seat where you hunt and pecked,
The canoe you'd try to get on deck,
Easy come but what the heck.

You went to dine, White Castle fine,
You went down town on number nine,
You took a ride to end of line
You short the dough, forget the wine.

Those days are gone..will not return,
This present day's not my concern,
I see things and slowly burn
Makes my stomach purely turn.

You kids, you really make me laugh,
You're not our equal, not by half,
You're like a boat without a gaff,
You're like a yearling baby calf.

I think I covered most of it,
I get so mad, I want to spit,
I'd procecute and get a writ,
But all I'll do is have a fit [comments] => 4 [counter] => 197 [topic] => 7 [informant] => norm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )

Those Bygone Days

Contributed by norm on Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 09:51:23 AM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry

Before I married, I played the field,
T'was normal two or three would yield,
That was when the shoes high-heeled,
Ported babes with sterns well-keeled.

The perfect place your sweetie necked,
The back seat where you hunt and pecked,
The canoe you'd try to get on deck,
Easy come but what the heck.

You went to dine, White Castle fine,
You went down town on number nine,
You took a ride to end of line
You short the dough, forget the wine.

Those days are gone..will not return,
This present day's not my concern,
I see things and slowly burn
Makes my stomach purely turn.

You kids, you really make me laugh,
You're not our equal, not by half,
You're like a boat without a gaff,
You're like a yearling baby calf.

I think I covered most of it,
I get so mad, I want to spit,
I'd procecute and get a writ,
But all I'll do is have a fit

Copyright © norm ... [ 2004-02-19 09:51:23]
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Re: Those Bygone Days (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 10:46:03 AM AEST
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Well, I have to admit that was different. Did take me down memory lane a bit, though we could always afford Lambrusco at about $3/bottle. LOL!
Stitch

Re: Those Bygone Days (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 12:03:25 PM AEST
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time has passed and things change
back to the old days we would rearrange
some good memories you brought back
reminders of things that today does lack

Shari

Re: Those Bygone Days (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 04:17:17 PM AEST
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Yes, times have certainly changed, a lot. Still, all in all, I don't think at the heart of things youngsters have changed all that much. Their finances are better and they have their own transportation but I think that the majority still have decency and morals. They just aren't the ones we hear or read about. The ones in trouble are the ones that make the front page. Not the ones out doing community service, giving to help others and behaving themselves as proper young adults. Just a few rotten apples cause the whole bunch to be thrown out. Sorry, just my personal opinion.

Rita

Re: Those Bygone Days (User Rating: 1 )
by skinsfan on Friday, 7th May 2004 @ 12:34:23 AM AEST
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Well done. Great job on the rhyming. skinsfan

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