Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Ul 6 - 2955

If you’re a certain age, I’ll bet
That stuck inside your brain
The numbers of your telephone
From youth must still remain.

For way back when you memorized
That sequence, it did stick,
Like Velcro, to your brain cells;
You can summon it real quick.

There once was lots of room in there
For things we learned by heart – 
Addresses, passwords, ID codes
And credit cards, to start.

But over time, the Velcro wears
And things will not adhere
Yet strangely, numbers from the past
Still stand out, loud and clear.

For all who may have dialed
UL 6 – 2955,
That number’s out of service
But in me it did survive.

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Robert Johnson May 15, 2022 at 10:19 AM I'll always remember the license plate number to the car that the thugs were driving who mugged me back in the early 80's. And I'll bet they wished they would have considered that then huh? :/

Hannah Borke February 17, 2022 at 8:19 PM Ulster made it easy. And gedny

John Watt February 14, 2022 at 10:35 AM AM2-1283 for me... your poems are always entertaining, and you are such a keen observer of the human condition... I used to have a whole bevy of birthdays and anniversaries committed to memory but am finding them starting to slip away.

Rico Leffanta February 14, 2022 at 10:23 AM Enjoyed, but wish I could forget my military service number . . . . .

Gershon Wolf February 13, 2022 at 8:43 PM Yup! Maybe you can start a collection. Mine was ID2-1006 / Idlewood 2-1006 / 432-1006. Betcha you get into some 'heavy raps' on all the numbers you'll score. ~ Fake Freak-out Artist