Friday, September 9, 2011
Our president spoke harshly to Congress last night;
Half applauded, while the other half groaned.
Obama’s determined to create and save jobs,
Top priority is saving his own.
It’s going the way of vinyl records and the vacuum tube,
It’s as out of date as a hula hoop and a Rubik’s cube
Its future is like that of the typewriter, or so the techies say;
Just when I learned to run the darn thing, the PC’s becoming passé.
Wives are being ignored , so girlfriends they’ll call;
Or perhaps they’ll spend a bit more time at the local mall.
They thought that they were married, but their husbands have departed;
They’ve crawled into their man caves, ‘cuz football season’s started.
If the economy’s getting you down
And by the market you’re getting drubbed;
You can escape to the 60s this TV season
On Pan Am to the Playboy Club
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