A long, long time ago
I can still remember how my stories
Used to make them smile
And I knew if I had my chance
I could make this keyboard dance
And maybe we’d be happy for a while
Sad to say that now I quiver
With every speech I hear delivered
Bad news on the right front
Worse news on the left front
I can remember that I tried
To keep the faith and walk beside
Those flinging arrows long and wide
The day we ran outta pie
So, bye-bye, our American Pie
Prayed for truth, reason, life and love, but was denied
Joined those good ol’ boys and drank some whiskey and rye
Then I told them we were all outta pie
Yes, I told them we were flat outta pie
How to re-write this book of hate
And can we find strength to navigate
Will the media let us be?
Now, I do believe deep down inside
That we can stem this mortal tide
Can you help me help them, you know?
And I know you’re thinking I’m insane
‘Cause I’ve tortured these iconic refrains
But we’ve all pulled on our boots
And kicked us back to our roots
It took two centuries plus to get this far
In the blink of an eye we’ve ripped the scar
And now we’re flinging feathers and tar
The day we ran outta pie
Try to remember, why-why we love American pie
Life’s too tough to stand and watch the past hate revive
The bad ol’ days were in the past we survived
Because we all remembered the pie
Please help each other make some more pie
And with this you’ve come back to us… SB, you have the right words at the right time, but I have this feeling that there’s years of such words that I’ve missed out on. If you can pull this out – perfectly referential, funny, poignant, and a call to action all at once – well, you’ve already made the keyboard dance. Please, for a friend, don’t stop.
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I won’t. There’s a reason I kept paying for this blog for the last three years without putting even a letter on the page. It’s in me, will always be in me, and when it, whatever ‘it’ is, is ready to come out, it will. Reconnecting with you through your writing was the flare this flame needed, so I owe that to you. I’ve been revisiting my posts, and am reminded that I do not write stories…I tell them. I don’t make them up…I make them live. So, in that vein, I will venture to say there are more than a few to give birth to here and I am looking forward to reliving them, as I always do, with much more humor and appreciation through the telling than the living 🙂
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Hellooooooooooo
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HELLOOOOO Audra!!!
Good to see you girlfriend 😁😁
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Great to see you!!
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And you! After all this time, was just a hope that I’d see all my old friends.
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Cheers to your rendition of one of my favorite songs…well done Rhonda!
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