The technology available is fantastic
But is it more trouble
than it’s worth
And will our worst
fears be realised
And shall the geek
inherit the earth
The technology available is fantastic
But is it more trouble
than it’s worth
And will our worst
fears be realised
And shall the geek
inherit the earth
I resisted getting a mobile phone for a long time
But I gave in and was
told I’d never regret it
Now if I leave home
without the thing, I panic
The technology available is fantastic
But it has affected me
detrimentally
As I realized I’ve not
played solitaire
With a real deck of
cards this century
On the beach beneath the sun,
You hear the sounds of
joy
And excited laughter
of play
A Mexican friend of mine
Was really cross
After his car was stolen,
Poor poor Carlos
Midlife is when you have to go to the Doctor
And you realise you
are now so degraded
Because you have
reached a period of old age
Where you pay for a
guy to look at you naked
If you stand and look in the full-length mirror
And see a beer belly,
bald head, varicose veins
Strawberry nose, and a
complexion like leather
Think positively, at
least your eyesight remains