Spock the Vegan
Radio Is Rad - Poem by Spock the Vegan
When I was a lad everybody wanted to own
One of those big tall radios called a Silvertone.
On Tuesday nights there were radio shows.
One of them spoke "The Shadow Knows."
When I was a little bigger my little sisters
Wanted much smaller radios with transistors.
I built a smaller radio that I thought was tops.
It had a germanium diode in a zipper box.
Later on it became the rave
For people like me to have a short-wave.
With one of those you could listen to the hams
With a long wire antenna out the window jambs.
My friends did something that they thought was grand.
They bought radios that covered the citizens band.
Now you could talk to them while they did walk
With a walkie-talkie down the block.
In the ‘60s countries were trying to win the space race.
Now we have satellites and probes in outer space.
How do we communicate with those? Don't you know?
By using the waves of ultra-high frequency radio.
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