The Good Old Days

I miss the days

when the air

was crisp

and clean

and every

place I visited

seemed brand

new

and the sky

was bluer

of a different

hue

when everyone

said hello

and shook

your hand

and polite

was a virtue

and not

a rarity

and kids

got spanked

for 

being 

rude

and

acting

like

animals

at the

grocery

store

and cussing

earned you 

a soapy

mouth,  

for what 

once kept

order is 

child 

abuse, 

and the

good old

fashioned

spanking,

did the

job because

you only

needed one

of those

suckers

and you

were

good

as a China

doll, 

and now

everyone

is wimpy

and soft

and raising

two legged

turds,

our cartoons

were too

violent,

and whippings

were to cruel,

and they threw

all that in

the trash

and the kids

conquered

the rulers

of the 

school 

and it

is easier

for them

to get 

ahold of

guns 

than

their

parents

and they

stole 

the

authoritarian 

role

of every

single

elder

and now

the kids

are 

the 

parents