Which Modern Man longs
For the folksongs
Helped by rusted gongs
Or their lines sing to a throng,
Very sure that nothing is wrong?
Which Modern Man eats with bare hands,
Because on them unseen sands
And this publicizes with bands,
Heroically skirting lands?
No Modern Man flees from books
To simply keep learning from looks;
To libraries and books
Forced back with hooks!
The Modern isn’t Ancient,
In restraint glimpses the sufficient
He is The Okay with a robbed ambience,
Meaning or feigning its munificence.
If I'd known, I would live to this age
I'd taken better care of me
Times when I walk, my hip croaks
At once my knee slips~ cracks
It has its own flack
Then my neck pops
Down I flop
Saying
Heck
I
Decide
It is time
Death could visit
Need a bucket list
A trip to Oregon first
No! Mark that off~Can't do that
I suffer from motion sickness
That barf bag would ruin the whole day
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Contest: Nonet Form
Written October 6, 2013
Croak~Making a deep sound
Flack~publicity(the noise publicizes old age)
Bucket List~A list of what a person wants to do before they die
Barf~Vomit
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