Howdy Doody Time
In a funky store that sells antiques,
I made the coolest find –
A bright red Howdy Doody watch,
The kind you have to wind.
The Howdy Doody Show was on
When I was just a kid
And watching it in black and white
Was what we children did.
Each week a group of lucky tykes
Became part of the show.
Alas, I had the measles when
I had the chance to go.
Nostalgia’s very powerful
And certain things we’ve missed
Are gone forever but not all,
For now upon my wrist
There is the watch that was
The inspiration for this rhyme.
To anyone who asks I’ll say,
“It’s Howdy Doody time!”
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