'you don't know
how good you have it'
my wrinkled companion
said to me

'this world
is going to hell
in a handbasket'
as we walk up the hill
(both ways)

'all these newfangled
contraptions;
you young folk
have no apprecition
for a good
hard-earned dollar'
as he checks
his e-mail
on a computer
subsidised
by social security.