Obsolete

Record player needles, Stamps you have to lick; Watches that you have to wind So they can start to tick… Cameras that require film, Phone books, huge and thick; Doctors who make house calls When you’re home and feeling sick… Ribbons for a typewriter, Milk with Nestles’ Quick; Brylcreem, where a little dab Will make your hair look slick… All are gone or heading there And it’s hard to pick What we think will disappear Or what, perhaps, will stick. Life evolves so rapidly And changes happen quick; Predicting obsolescence Is a true magician’s trick.