Description: Is this a melodramatic poem about something trivial? Oh, yes it is. But inspiration sneaks up like that. So what’s this really about? I’ll give you a hint: I’ve written about this subject before. But I welcome your own personal impressions/interpretations.
Should use the old before the new
It was old before you knew
Should have used it when it was new
Cause now the new will get old too
Before it gets to being used
And it’s all because of you