Well Almost
“Tune in next week, same time, same station”
How those words so frustrated me
Why did they always need to ration
Time with my hero, who elated me
Hi Ho Silver, Away! !
The masked man, Lone Ranger
With faithful friend Tonto
Could squelch any danger
They squelched danger pronto
Hi Ho Silver, Away! !
Riding the plains on their most valiant steeds
Opposing those outlawing dudes
To radio stories of unmatched deeds
My seven year old ears stayed glued
Hi Ho Silver, Away! !
Adorned in boots, mask and white hat
I’d be riding those great western plains
Astride Silver, I would stop crime flat
With my fighting injustice campaigns
Hi Ho Silver, Away! !
Time galloped on, though a century late
My dreams have come to fruition (Well almost)
I’m riding high now in my Silvery State
Like a macho cowboy patrician (Well almost)
Hi Ho Silver, Away! !
(Well almost)
poem by Stanley Cooper
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