In The Mirror
Silver Surfers who’ve been feeling overwhelmed by URL’s and ISP’s
float away gently from their long-suffering lounge libraries
Wavering some, they hover around the entranceway,
discussing among themselves, the taming of their lap dancers
‘Mickey the sticky mouse’, and those candied-licks of memory sticks
The ‘electrickery’ of E-mail, online cooking, and, lest we forget...the saga of booking holidays
The fear of obsolescence fills their silvery heads, unable to descend where once children freely played
Yes, a child’s keen eyes could see everywhere, some even attached themselves to Goldilocks and glossy books of rhyme
But now, they sit and watch a monitor’s shiny Windows as their heads turn to silver
Hmm, wait just a minute...didn’t I see some of that silver gliding through the tines of my comb?
...I'm feeling really dumb. It's okay to agree. I swear, I thought it was water!
...just bein' Bluesy