Waxing poetic

SUPER BOWL HALFTIME “SHOW”

Did you happen to see that halftime “Show”?

At least they called it that.

It did not make much sense to me.

I thought it just fell flat.

I did not understand it -

that football halftime show.

Those folks were hip-hoppin’ all around

as if they had to go.

Is that “rappin” now called singing?

If it is, then I’m behind.

It just didn’t make a bit of sense

at least in my old mind.

That poor gal’s dress was skimpy.

Glad the weather there was warm

‘cause she surely would have perished

in just a mild Wyoming storm.

I think that skinny feller

in that jumpsuit gold and blue

should’ve done his crotch scratchin’

before the show. Don’t you?

If that’s now entertainment,

I’m surely showin’ my age

‘cause if I had an itch like that,

I’d attend it off the stage.

Well, of course, I know I’m aging.

Not sharp as used to be.

But I thought I’d not lost track of trends -

at least to this degree.

I hope for next years’ half time show

they’ll devise some sort of change.

Perhaps they could ask some cowboy group

to sing songs like “Home on the Range”.

Pat Lynch

Encampment, WY