'Twas once the common zingy
rhyme put a penny in your
pocket, save it for a rainy day.
back when a penny added to total
five these would get you into
the Saturday matinee.
Long before a recorded
ring-ring-ring on a cellular
device, it was cling, clang,
clung as coins were dropped
into the slots on every pay phone
found on every corner in any town.
You would dig through pennies to
select your quarter, nickel and dimes.
Then came the thrifty thirties
when boys wore penny loafers
and those shiny Lincoln's with
put a proper touch to dressing
with pizzazz. Preppy American
boys and girls adapted their loafers
and added silver coinage to their
shoes to make a statement.
Today, we have forgotten the habit
of pocket change, in case of an emergency.
So pennies from heaven are sought
naught to save for a rainy day. But, I
still treasure my little shiny pennies
certainly not still made from copper.
Aha, but the memories, they still
flicker across the motion screen of life
like that old Saturday matinee
and penny candy I once bought.
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