Island Has Come To America
It's where the lazy, naughty, and immoral
The song goes, "Hey diddly dee, it's Pleasure Island
for me, where every day is a holiday, and kids have nothing to do
but play." They were told that they could loaf around, that there
would be plenty to eat, plenty to drink, and that it
was all free. And they could be naughty all they wanted to be.
So off the boys went with the wolf.
Off they went to
Pleasure Island, cheering the whole way their, anticipating that
they would soon have everything they ever wanted life to
The handouts began the minute they arrived. There were
places set up, just for being naughty, no one to
say "That's wrong" or "Don't do that." It was an
immoral paradise, with no reigns to hold them back from
anything they wanted to do. There was no one there to stop
them, no one there to get in their way.
There was no one
there to help them when the doors closed, either.
who ordered the doors closed and locked said to himself, "Give a
bad-boy enough rope, and he'll soon make a jackass of himself." And
that's exactly what happened. The next thing you know, the
naughty boys were turning into donkeys and being put into
crates to be sold into forced labor. The promises made to them
became the rope that would now hold them in
Pleasure Island has come to America, as have the
lazy, the naughty, and the immoral. --We call
J.M. Smith 02-04-13