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Don't Feed the Meter

Don't Feed the Meter

A liter is a gallon?    
     
An ounce be a gram?

These metric units
I just do not understand

Once upon a time long ago
America was all set
for an all inclusive
metric conversion 

Out with the old
In with the new

Join the rest of the world        
and measure together
in beautiful global unison

The upgrade just did not happen

Our stubborn traditionalists
rose up and refused to permit
the advancement of progress
as they always do

To this day
they continue to be a source
of national embarrassment

So maybe someday my country
will join the party
of uniform measurement

Though I would not count on it

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sparrowsong

Hello Steve...

Heck, they can't even tell the truth...

How are they going to do anything better?

They can't get past simple...

Now, you want them to stretch that far?

That's definitely pushing them right now...

Let's help them get to Grade 2 then Grade 3...

Maybe, the new kids will do it...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

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Steve Green

While the younger generation has a lot of growing up to do, I do hold out
hope for them because they are much more open to change and new ideas than my stuck in the past dinosaur crew is
 

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