Would wait for the morning light
Toss and turn most of the night
Another day could start with little to do
But I always managed to see it through
Was not always like this before I got old
Was a real grafter so I had been told
All those years experience tossed in a bin
Was just wasting away getting awfully thin
I didn't play golf and I didn't have a dog
My whole life had been devoted to my job
So from morning til night I would sit in a chair
The past was all I had, would just sit and stare
Then I read in the papers about this new fad
And bought it with my savings, a new apple iPad
Now I have Twitter, Facebook, Youtube and more
This silver surfer has a new life and friends galore.
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