My baloney has a first nameIn retrospect, I'm thinking that when you've lost Mizz McCluskey's third graders, you've lost the heartland. I'm sure there were similar ditties being sung by Bush's second term, although with lyrics actually written by the NEA and passed out by the teachers, rather than being made up on the teeter-totters**.
My baloney has a second name
I hate to hear it every day
And if you ask me why I'll say
'Cause Jimmy Carter has a way
Of messing up the USA!*
I find myself idly wondering what the pulse is on the average playground today.
*Those lyrics, kids, rhymed with a commercial for Oscar Mayer bologna. You know how they have those "commercial" things that everybody watches during Super Bowl parties? Well, before the days of DVR, they were on TV all the time! True!
** re: Teeter-totters. Ask your parents, kids. Believe it or not, grownups used to actually put booby traps on the playground that were used to break unpopular kids' tailbones after first tricking them into thinking you wanted to be friends, thereby maiming them physically and psychically. The playground at William Golding Elementary was a hard and savage place.