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I'M Old Fashioned

I'm an old fashioned fellow
In a new-fangled world,
A square peg in a very round hole.
Gone's the world I grew up in,
This one's in a tailspin
And spiraling out of control.
Sometimes it's hard to keep up
As the world rushes by
And technology isn't to blame,
But the whole human race
Needs to slow down its pace
Before velocity snuffs out its flame.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Bauer Avatar
May 20, 2023 at 12:58 PM
well said, jim! i'm old fashioned, too! you've described this feeling perfectly...
Slaughter Avatar
May 20, 2023 at 1:01 PM
Thanks, Ilene. I think we're in good company.
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