Peter Lucas,great patriot.RIP. The land that made me,me.

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Peter Lucas,great patriot.RIP. The land that made me,me.
« on: March 15, 2015, 09:44:27 PM »
It is with great sadness we have learned that yet another patriot has recently died,Peter was also a poster on the Truthwars site.In his memory I post here one of the poems he sent me some time ago.

The good ole days---1950's

I have no  idea who put this together, but it is clever!  Sit back  & enjoy. :-)


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,  and they were you and me,
  T’was the  best of times for all of us in the Land That Made Me  Me.

For Ike was  in the White House in that land where we were  born,
  Where navels  were for oranges, and Peyton Place was  porn.
  We longed  for love and romance, and waited for our  Prince,
  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 3 was one too many,
 And only boys  wore flat-top cuts, except for Jean McKinney.
 And only in  our wildest dreams did we expect to see
 A boy named  George with Lipstick, in the Land That Made  Me,Me.

We 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  Rocky-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 That 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 eternal, 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 were not  Led.
  And Beatles  lived in gardens then, and Monkees lived in  trees,
  Madonna was  Mary in the Land That Made Me,  Me.

We'd  never heard of microwaves, or telephones in cars,
 And  babies might be bottle-fed, but they were not grown in  jars.
 And pumping  iron got wrinkles out, and 'gay' meant  fancy-free,
    And dorms  were never co-Ed in the Land That Made Me,  Me.
  We hadn't  seen enough of jets to talk about the  lag,
  And  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.

T-Birds came  with portholes, and side shows came with  freaks,
  And bathing  suits came big enough to cover both your  cheeks.
 And Coke  came just in bottles, and skirts below the  knee,
    And Castro  came to power near the Land That Made Me,  Me.
  We had no Crest with  Fluoride, we had no Hill Street Blues,
  We had no  patterned pantyhose or Lipton herbal  tea
  Or  prime-time ads for those dysfunctions in the Land That Made  Me,Me.

There were  no golden arches, no Perrier to chill,
 And fish were not  called Wanda, and cats were not called  Bill.
 And  middle-aged was 35 and old was forty-three,
 And ancient  were 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.
  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 used to  be,
  Long ago and  far away in the Land That Made Me,  Me.

 If you didn't  grow up in the fifties,
 You missed  the greatest time in  history,

"Life may not always be the party we hoped for but while we  are here we might as well  dance!"

Rest in Peace Pete,sadly missed.

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