HOW TRUE, HOW TRUE
My “drug” problem…

I had a drug problem when I was young, but I turned out all right.
I was drug to church on Sunday morning.
I was drug to church for weddings and funerals.
I was drug to family reunions no matter the weather or how much I
protested.
I was drug to the bus stop to go to school every weekday.
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults and
teachers.
I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents.
Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in
everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine,
crack, or heroin,
and if today’s children had this kind of drug problem, America
might be a better place.
Signed,
An Old Druggie!