A Poem by Patty Tossy
Hey folks … look at me!
A typewriter, land-phone, antennae TV,
And all of them are
As precious to me
As my upright piano,
My old reel-to-reel
And my 35-year-old car.
So who needs:
Dot-com and Twitter,
iPad and cell phone,
Something to peer at all day?
Like location maps and GPS
Because I can’t find my own way?
My Gramophone player is mine, all mine
It plays all my 78’s
And a beautiful living room console
Plays three speeds of all of the greats.
I fought with my dear, sweet landlord
With my mouth in a child-like pout,
To please NOT have a garbage disposal
‘Cause I like just taking it out.
So call me old-fashioned and funny
For wanting to be “modern-free”
‘Cause it really is not about money,
I just LOVE being old-fashioned ME!