Old Time Radio
“Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men”
There once was an old time radio show called “The Shadow”
Which is how each and every show began
“The weed of crime bears bitter fruit.
Crime does not pay... The Shadow knows!”
Which was how each and every show ended
I was young and impressionable back then and engrossed
In each program as I hung on every word
Our imagination filled in the visual
We could translate each scene in our own minds
Always conjuring up our own unique version
There are so many great old time radio shows
That kept us glued to the radio and still even today
As we stare off into space listening to Old Time Radio
Reliving those special, delightful programs
The younger people of today have no idea
How we were obsessed just as people today
Have been obsessed with television since the early fifties
These were the golden years of radio
If you're old enough to remember them
You'll understand the lingering appeal they have!
© Jack Ellison 2015
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015
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