You Cannot Be Serious

You cannot be serious That ball was out Sorry J. McEnroe There’s no longer a doubt The days of valve TVs You tuned with a thump And recording the charts With cassette tape key clunks Of writing a letter You mailed in the post Not mailing your client Via some web server’s host Or talking in person Arrangements to make Not sending a text They can read in their break Of reading a book Or playing a game No time to waste It’s soap TV time again The music’s much louder The print face so small Don’t worry J. McEnroe It’s progress, that's all.