Went to Applebees the other night
saw TVs lined up around the place —
six in all and all on different channels
churning out their sights and sounds
surrounding all us eaters there.

I could  not help but think
that when I saw some children there
how much the world has changed
since I was young  like they.

I learned how to turn the radio on —
to pull the chains on lamps —
to give numbers to operators
always saying ”number please.”

I sat there  downing  much colestoral —
wondered what those kids would see
when near this century’s close
they’ll be a little more like me.

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