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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Radio" Snippets of classic jingles ring diabolically in our brain Converging good tunes for bad products Their repetitive nature send shoots rattling and ringing Over and over again, gee, have a little music with you commercials! Morning shows ruled by the man/child With bleeps and buzzers assisted by stupid honks The horns that we hear on the road are secondary to this drivel All good things must come to an end, but the bad things seem to live forever Prattle comes to propose what they got is better While their mothers actually cringe from embarrassment Sensationalism is at its best as we hear it with frequency Why can't they shut their damn clap traps! Sipping our coffee, listening to the latest and greatest Please hit me upside the head, yes, that's what I said As DJ's can't play it enough, they are broken records Or Disfunctional Jerks The AM propagandists scrabble for words as well Floundering for babble their mouths never go static It's shameful to hear such political trash, too often recycled Influential to the old folks who want to vote every day I thought in many years of past, the radio was supposed to be harmonious Giving choice singers the chance to put out euphonies And pieces of dreamy pleasures in classical, operatic and such Pianos in pianissimo, to revel in the somnorific sweets of Chopin All I here nowadays is a bell The one that tolls for them to stop Because chatter and blather rule the air waves I turn the radio off
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