Oh, we'll roll back the prices, we'll save a barrel of man.
We'll lick the crisis, inflation's on the run.
Boom-ta-ra-ta-ra-ra, ye housewives, don't you sigh!
For we'll roll back the prices—in a pig's left eye!
To a radio audience last week, Poet Carl Sandburg strummed this sardonic ditty on his "gittar." The song was written by some wags in the Office of Price Administration during World War II, said Sandburg, and he thought that it was mighty timely now.
Sandburg was right on key, but last week the cacophony in Washington on price freezes and rollbacks was earsplitting. Most out of tune...
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