those good old days

back in the day we made our poor parents pray

we were an awful sort of villian,

living for cheap thrills and

riding up and down wildly in that one horse town

where we could make a buck last long as we gave a f@ck.

before the boys considered us irritating noise

when some guys were really nice,

they’d talk and give really good advice.

when it was ok to not comb your hair for days

and personal hygiene was still a great maze

before hormones made us swelter in the heat

and grass stains were really something to beat

i was an equal on the field and a master at video games

you can see, i liked to win more than most dames

back when it was really fun, before “feelings” wrecked everyone

when wit was charming and intelligence ruled

it didn’t even bother a brother to be schooled

and it sure it wasn’t cool to be some dumb fool

back in the day, as people used to say

i wasn’t cool, but i did it my way.