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Have you ever, seen this thing
You'll be with your friends
Or with strangers too
Someone will say something
Something weird,
And without thought, without fail
The answering response it will bring?

Pop culture rules us, more than before
More than generations past
It mocks us, inserting within
Conversations without fail

Do you remember? Austin Powers the first?
Who will forget the 80's?
Big hair, big bands, ballads and song
Gave us memories so very wrong

Airwolf, Knight Rider, those Duke Boys
Wizards and Warriors, short lived show
Battlestar Galactica, Buck and Wilma too
What's a Daggit? Ewok? Chewbacca too?

"Let the wookie win", a phrase heard far and wide
I could speak for hours, on the theory of Star Wars
Never even scratching the top
Of Saturday morning cartoons, afternoon specials
or Transformers: Robots in Disguise

"C'est La Vie" got La Vie
Billy Joel did the fire,
Everything that has touched us, in the past
Comes from Pop Culture
Like mold to the last

Little scrubbing bubbles, bought for their face
They cleaned my tub then,
At a fast pace
Silly songs, stupid and grand
Oscar_Myer Weiners
SPAM-in-a-CAN

I wonder now, and I wonder still
If at the age of ninety
Toothless and aged
I'll still do the timewarp, macarena or shuffle
I'll listen to a Flock of Seagulls
And remember "Livin on a Chain Gang"
Or will I be glad, for
Senility and old age
Alzheimers too
I won't be forced to remember
Dancing Babies, Gary Coleman's fall
Or Who let the dogs out
Or Kids in the Hall

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