The Daily Rhyme

I’m shackled here through storm and drought.
An eagle pecks my liver out
  And leaves the gaping wound all raw and oozing.
But though I’m racked with searing pain,
The thing that drives me clear insane
  Is total lack of anything amusing.
I’ve never seen a Super Bowl.
I missed the twist and rock & roll,
  The films of Brando, Garbo, even Grable.
So [...]