there was a time
when saturday really meant something
the networks cleared the decks on a saturday morning
it was all for the kids
no news, no sports, no talk shows
they wouldn’t dare
overture, light the lights
this is it, the night of nights
we had everything to choose from
that’s what it felt like
three hours to get breakfast down your throat
three hours to learn your merchandise
three hours that were all yours
then bolt into the day supercharged
and gay, zorros on bicycles
saving the world
free to be unaware for just this little while
free to scramble and ramble all over town
and all over town the big folks
got out of your way
on Saturday—
those were the days

—Don Whittington



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