PETER PAN'S STORY

Hey, had you seen all of Peter Pan’s story

On the old black and white grainy screen’s grey light

One that played every year to the pleasure of many

To the kids from the 50’s born post-war’s delight

When the TV was new in the modern world

A furniture box that brought more than just stories

And started to tell what our times were about

After war’s long years - adding many new newbees

Whose numbers alone would change simply a lot

On America’s landscape for some fifty plus years

They extended the fads of the teens from the 30’s

Who were young, showings bobby soxed dance crazed booms

Throngs following Frank on live radio broadcasts

Till they measured their youth against things that they knew

And pulled slowly away from their folk’s old new

Youth from the 60’s thought they found and were founders

Of youthlings and fads more than hoolhoped games

Now they just owned their own label such a branded existence

That the pre-war young schoolers surely never had known

That a group same in age knew who they knew who

In world that defined what was young and was newly

With mandated versions of iconic house groupings

Like Father knew Best, Ozzie-Harriett settings

And dogs named for Lassie or Rinie Tin Tinie

And the Mousecateer grouping formed our minds too

But as time passed along and the 60’s were distant

Seen as turbulent times and phychedelicoo-coo

Merely part of this country’s brisk ten-years of cycles

Slates scripted - then dashed all at once by a few

So that Peter Pan’s story can be shown anew