Notice of absence from secondchancesyndrome
Okay, when I shuffle off this earthly folly you'll not be hearing from me unless you attend a spiritualist church.
Okay, when I shuffle off this earthly folly you'll not be hearing from me unless you attend a spiritualist church.
that gap between my neck and cravat,
and the youth?
they don't even know where cravats ought to go
they
don't know about spats, kipper ties or Fats Domino,
got no oomph
no get up
no go
so
what do they know?
Minecraft not George Raft,
iPads?
virtual reality is an unreal reality
and takes us to a
dual control insanity,
bring back
banality
nothing wrong with that.
I'm getting off this merry go nowhere
and
taking a spell to travel with Orwell
through the pages of a book.
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Author:
thirdtimelucky (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 6th, 2017 09:50
- Comment from author about the poem: I must be getting old
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Comments2
Yes, the current scene is a bit baffling to us of a certain age. Lacking in appreciation of the world we knew. Well expressed here, s-c-s.
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