Good Ole Days Poem by Somniator Moon

Take me back to the good ole days
Back when life was lived in easier ways
Before there was so much information
When we weren’t contemplating our creation

Take me back to when it was simple
When all you worried about was getting a pimple
Didn’t have to worry about people with knives
They just hoped they didn’t get hives

The days of the pretty dress
Were you weren’t thriving on excessive stress
Those days are no longer here
Now we’re just constantly living in fear!


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