Escape From Noise posted:

I met a traveler from the heartland
Who said: two American Kids of the Bible Belt
Sit behind a shady tree. Near them, in the back seat,
Hands between their knees, a shattered visage lies, who's dribbled off Bobby Brooks slacks, and best James Dean, and holding onto sixteen,
Tell that its little ditty well those passions read
Which yet go on, long after the thrill of living was gone
The change that came, and the scratched head
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"Suckin' on a chili dog down at the Tastee Freez!"