Weddings of friends of friends to fear,
The short telephone cord and hollow glass screen,
Whole wheat bread and real ice cream.
I predict methods tried and true,
Concrete towers with a horrible view,
The dawn of mechanical madness,
The age of unending sadness.
I predict motorized carriages,
Stagnant short marriages,
Answers in a bottle,
The quick zippy throttle.
I have seen it all to come,
Broken down and had no fun.
I’ve cried in the hands of another,
Looked for love in a heartless brother.
These things I know have all come true,
And not one thing has been better for me or you.
posted by Rob and Lauren @ 1:14 PM
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