Treasure Island

douglas scotney

(boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

The Onlys


My classic cracker
only fits around
the pointy end
of the Gen Y,
and only gets the job done
a fraction slower.

With only these onlys
I persist
with my cracker;
but have been known
to have said:
'I fear walnut Gen Z.'

Submitted: Sunday, July 13, 2014

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'Z' pronounced 'Zed' as it is in Australia.

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  • Diane Hine (7/13/2014 8:52:00 PM)

    Unfortunately, Sesame Street is responsible for all the little Gen Z's saying 'zee' instead of 'zed'. I made up my own version of an alphabet song to a different tune which I sang to my children when they were young and finished with a strong ZED, but I think we sticklers are fighting a losing battle. (Report) Reply

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