Back in the day,
Wii meant you and me.

To feel was to touch
To touch set you free.

Courage and valor defined one as great –
not being a whiny, crazed parent of eight.

When actors could act,
Performers could sing,
Reality shows starred Carson and Bing.

Back in the day,
Mail came to your door.

Wrappers bore gifts.
You walked to the store.

Ice cream trucks stopped on the corner street.
Fifteen cent big sticks, a most awesome treat.

Nice girls wouldn’t google, switch users or tweet.
Blackberries were juicy and raspberries, sweet.

Nice guys didn’t sag, log off or shut down

Surgery was for illness,
Cocktails for the grown.

Cells made up blood.
Breakfast, with Tang.

TVs had antennas, and
Telephones rang.

Back in the day,
You ne’er felt hella rad
When your BFF told you
Your outfit looked bad.

I.M. meant I am.
To chat meant to talk.
You swam with you tube,
And teachers used chalk.

Back in the day,
A Chevrolet brought you clout.
Cowboys re-booted before stepping out.

A blue tooth was concerning.
Hot meant almost burning.

Fruit smoothies, exotic,
and laptops, erotic.

Back in the day,
Old school was a house.

A pad for a bachelor,
And cheese for a mouse.

Consider and Applyimage

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Jennifer says:

    Good one


  2. Kathleen says:

    Very Cute :o)



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