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In my youth, They called it an Idiot Box, But at six and eleven, The real news arrived. Africa, Vietnam, Assassinations; Mr. Ed and Mr. Sullivan shared our dessert. The IB gave bedlam meaning. Now, We're patients in the asylum, Spotting wardrobe malfunctions, Commenting on roses, Losing airwave evangelists For commandments Flung from the Tower of Babel.
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Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC
Bring Back Walter Cronkite