Saturday, August 18, 2018

The American DJ



The American DJ

A lifetime ago
We had friends all night long
Living all over the AM dial
They played all music
Anything we wanted
All we had to do was call
Free concert tickets
Cheap little prizes
Or maybe some spending cash
We never slept
Especially on the weekends
We listened all night long
Calling in to win
Or maybe just to talk
They were always willing to listen
Then they all just vanished
Became extinct like the dinosaurs
But, the American DJ will be missed

Even if no one is old enough to remember them

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