I guess poor girl's can dance,
Even if the dress is free.

Magnolia corsage,
Picked from a tree.

Just like a real one,
The boys will never know.

Sack-cloth Prom Dress,
Mother sure could sew.

Your dusty, glowing screen
My partner now for years.

Keeping me in touch
through the open air.

You share my morning coffee.
We talk of the Morning News.

Twenty years we've lasted
You are my closest friend.

I dread the day I lose you
to some Fancy mobile trend.