Bill McNulty

Our first TV with those antenna rabbit ears

Name your favorite show from the early years

That TV in the early years was black and white

Those favorite shows we had to watch each night

All those crimes were solved in a half hour on Dragnet

The Ed Sullivan show we watched on the old TV set

Ding Dong School, Howdy Doody, characters galore

Milton Berle, Red Skelton, comics and so much more.

Daytime soap operas with so many love stories told

Can’t wait until tomorrow to see the next plot unfold

The Lone Ranger, Rawhide, westerns we all still know

Sweet memories of watching early TV from long ago.

Little feet can leave a big footprint

Young age questions give you a hint

Always there with another book to read

Somehow you know they will succeed.

Those little feet will continue to grow

No longer amazed at what they know

Who knows what big shoes they will soon fill

Watch them grow and admire talent and skill

One day, those little ideas may be worth a mint

Now watch those little feet leave a big footprint

Pick your Chi Town team, time to brag or complain

Listen to sports talk, devoted fans drive you insane

Yes, I cheer for all our worthy Chicago sports teams

Any Chi Town team championship fulfills our dreams

How many times have you heard, “wait til next year”

Season is over and that loyal fan shed many a tear

Those rivalries excite us all, Sox/Cubs and Bears/GreenBay

Sometimes your time loses, no matter how much you pray

Those rhyming words you hear, blame, shame or fame

Talent and effort and always a chance to win the game

Ballads, music with so many stories to tell

Some with a villain you wan to roast in hell.

Some with hometown heroes insuring our freedom

Some reminding us where our solid values come from.

Some ballads are scored with old family folklore

Certain lyrics so sweet you can’t help but want more.

Romantic tryst ballads sung, for both good and bad

Those tales of love lost will always be sung so sad

The ballads in music that always set them apart

Hear the lyrics and it always touches your heart.

Some sounds can always ring in your head

Just maybe a new story you have just read

Sirens filling the air and sounding the alarm

Loud warning shouts to save you from harm

You awake from a nudge from the alarm clock

Unmistakable, the grandfather clock tick tock

A baby’s hungry cry, and time for baby to eat

The background drums, now you have the beat

Choir music done right to help you pray and rejoice

The sound you must hear is your wife’s sweet voice.

You recite the daily porcelain prayer

Sometimes without a moment to spare

There are times the pressure has grown

You repeat the prayer sitting on the throne

We are thankful that function works as it should

Who says that Porcelain Prayer, I certainly would

This verse wants to add much to what you know.

Bringing new meaning  to those words, “on the go”

Thinking about squatting on the pot

Squeezing and giving it all you got

Finishing with one last big push

Now remember to wipe your tush