This modern age
the opening of a Twitter feed
the turning of a Facebook page, the YouTube, brain **** all pieces in a sugar cube which melt into our daily tea, not for me the new age thing, I want a sing song, play ping pong, Mario and what's his name can take a hike, I want a bike ride, a seesaw slide a time that doesn't wait for tide, I want my mum to come and tuck me in, I want everything, but not the modern age.