The End of an Era
My bathroom has a radio
Connected to the switch
That controls the light, so people think
That there’s some kind of glitch.
But whoever needs to use it
Hears the weather and the news
And the traffic and the sports
And some instructive interviews.
Now those voices, so familiar,
Will be missing since I’ve learned
That the station, CBS-AM’s
About to be adjourned.
Also called News 88, it’s been,
For close to 60 years,
Keeping all New Yorkers up to date
With news as it appears.
I know change is bound to happen
But I will not have a clue
About all the latest news if I
Don’t hear it in the loo!
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