Nostalgia Poem by William Mowell

Nostalgia



Sometimes I wish I could go back in time


Saturday morning cartoons of the past I can't find





No more do they play Are You Afraid Of The Dark


You can't even find any information on the Street Sharks





Laser tag meant playing in the yard


No one was permanently scarred





Paintball was for the teens


You laughed at the word beans





Beans, beans the magical fruit


And to the creator, I still salute





Most kids didn't know if they were high class


The other kids didn't care if you were white trash





Pop rocks & Mickey went hand in hand


I remember when Nike Air was the only brand





The Commodore 64 was the biggest thing


Pong was always the follow up to ping





Atari took over the Commodore


No longer could you find it in the stores





Nintendo gave Atari the boot


Duck Hunt came with a gun to shoot





Computers took 5 1/2's and patience to load


The basics of a computer had three modes





VHS had taken over Beta


It took an hour to load 50k's of data





A Drive-In was the perfect place for a date


It didn't matter if you were on time or late





Living in the 80's, but they were the 90's to me


Saved By The Bell, rerun every day at three





Snap bracelets were banned from the school


Sneak one by the teacher to try to be cool





All these things I thought were new


Really had a few years to brew





Woody Woodpecker, Road Runner, & Daffy Duck


Cartoon memories, in the past I love to be stuck





Horror movies that were frightening


Were old news, no longer had that lightning





A-tracks were being overrun by tapes


You knew about the wrath of the grapes





Because they made you read The Grapes Of Wrath


They taught you English, they forced on you math





Fraggle Rock was a staple in your TV diet


Two words my friends, Quiet Riot





It was 99 cents for a gallon of gas


Your hand felt good against a blade of grass





Captain Kangaroo wasn't just a hook to a song


A stripper was the only one to wear a thong





Big hair and mullets were all the rage


The Neverending Story turned another page





The Lion, The Witch, And The Scarecrow was a book


Your mother was the only one to know how to cook





Your father worked on cars all the time


You Spent the day searching for anything to climb





The 80's and 90's, a look into the past


It sure was fun, but it flies by too fast

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William Mowell

William Mowell

West Palm Beach, FL
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