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Created on: November 22, 2011 Last Updated: November 25, 2011
Texting and tweeting,
Facebook and Skype,
All do elude me
this holiday night.
I'm just old fashioned,
anachronistically dumb,
technically frightened
by superspeed thumbs.
How's one to know
when old is too old?
I'm just in my 60's
And used to be bold.
But now I can see
as my memory fades,
I'm, an old man so -
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