oh,the good old days
when calorie was just another 'big word',
and a bad hair day was when there was a 'bump' in your ponytail.
when nobody left anybody out on the playground,
and boys either had cooties, or were your best friends.
the biggest fights occurred when somebody stole your crayon.
wherever you went, your parents friends paid for you.
you didn't have to worry aboutwhat other people thought of you,
and the best memories were the ones made on the swingset.
i'd give just about anything
to go back to
those days.