Oh For The Good Old Days Poem by Stanley Cooper
Oh For The Good Old Days
Oh, for the good old days
Of savory cooking scents
Seeping through our kitchen vents
From delicious home-made foods
We fed our loving broods
No MacDonalds, Burger Kings
Gulped fast-foods on the wing
With saturated fat
And indigestion it begats
Healthy dishes our intake
Unprocessed foods is what we ate
When we were more inclined
To stay at home and family dine
Oh, for the good old days
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5/6/2024 6:20:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A beautiful poem that takes us to the 'good old days'...