Heaveninawildflower
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Got this from my, ahem, older cousin...a walk down memory lane:
What Made Me Me
Long ago and
far away,
In a land that time forgot,
Before the days of
Dylan,
Or the dawn of Camelot.
There lived a race of
innocents,
An d they were you and
me,
Long ago and far away
In the Land That Made Me Me.
Oh, there was truth and goodness
In that land where we
were born,
Where navels were for oranges,
And
Peyton Place was porn.
For Ike was in the White
House,
And Hoss was on TV,
And God was in His
heaven
In the Land That Made Me Me.
We longed for love and
romance,
And waited for the prince,
And Eddie Fisher married
Liz,
And no one's seen him since
We danced to "Little
Darlin,"
And Sang to "Stagger Lee"
And cried for Buddy
Holly
In the Land That Made Me Me.
Only girls wore
earrings then,
And three was one too many,
And only boys wore
flat-top cuts,
Except for Jean McKinney
And only in o ur
wildest dreams
Did we expect to see
A boy named George, with
Lipstick
In the Land That Made Me Me
Girls fell for
Frankie Avalon,
Annette was oh, so nice,
And when they made a
movie,
They never made it twice.
We didn't have a Star Trek
Five,
Or Psycho Two and Three,
Or Rockey-Rambo Twenty
In the Land That Made Me Me.
Miss Kitty had a heart of
gold,
And Chester had a limp,
And Reagan was a
Democrat
Whose co-star was a chimp.
We had a
Mr.Wizard,
But not a Mr.T,
And Oprah couldn't talk, yet
In the Land Th at Made Me Me.
We had our share of
heroes,
We never thought they'd go,
At least not Bobby Darin
,
Or Marilyn Monroe
For youth was still e ternal,
And
life was yet to be,
And Elvis was forever,
In the Land That
Made Me Me
We'd never seen the rock band
That was Grateful
to be Dead,
And Airplanes weren't named Jefferson ,
And Zeppelins
weren't Led.
And Beatles lived in gardens then,
And Monkees
in a tree,
Madonna was a virgin
In the Land That Made M e
Me.
We'd never heard of microwaves,
Or a GPS in
cars!
And babies might be bottle-fed,
But they weren't grown
in jars.
And pumping iron got wrinkles out,
And "gay" meant
fancy-free,
And dorms were never coed
In the Land That Made Me
Me.
We hadn't seen enough of jets
To talk about the
lag,
A nd microchips were what was left at
The bottom of the
bag.
And hardware was a box of nails,
And bytes came from a
flea,
And rocket ships were fiction
In the Land That Made Me
Me.
Buicks came with portholes,
And side show came with
freaks,
And bathing suits came big enough
To cover both your
cheeks.
And Coke came just in bottles,
And skirts came to the
knee,
And Castro came to power
In the Land That Made Me
Me.
We had no Crest with Fluoride,
W e had no
Hill Street Blues,
Girls wore superstructure
bras
Designed by Howard Hughes.
There were no patterned
pantyhose
Or Lipton herbal tea
Or prime-time ads for
condoms
In the Land That Made Me Me.
There were no golden
arches,
No Perriers to chill,
And fish were not called
Wanda,
And cats were not called Bill.
And middle-aged was
thirty-five
And old was forty-three,
And ancient was our
parents
In the Land That Made Me Me.
But all things have a
season,
Or so we've heard them say,
And now instead of
Maybelline
We swear by Retin-A.
And they send us
invitations
To join AARP,
We've come a long way,
baby,
From the Land That Made Me Me.
So now we face a
brave new world
In slightly larger jeans,
And wonder why
they're using
Smaller print in magazines.
And we tell our
children's children
Of the way it u sed to be,
Long ago, and
far away
In the Land That Made Me Me.
--Author unknown
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