The Past

milkshake

I never knew record players.

I never knew diner milkshakes.

I never knew Friday night bowling.

I never knew the past.

I love the poodle skirt.

I love bell bottom jeans.

Love teased hair.

I love the past.

I could play my 8 tracks.

Could play checkers.

Could play jacks.

I could play the past:

But now – all I’ve got is the future.

And today will be gone tomorrow.

So I’ve got to make it count.

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