there was a milkman back in the day

there was a milkman when I was a child he brought fresh milk to our doorstep every morning left it there in a little metal box that had the dairy name on it there was also a bread man in the fifties If we were lucky we might get the white cupcakes They were uniform, frosted with sweet pink icing we always got the bread, but not always the cupcakes the bread man came once a week, on Friday Seventy years later Prime trucks will bring you dog treats, TV sets, laundry detergent, lipstick, hair dye, tomato juice, and anything else you could want. My relatives would have never believed this possible back in the day.