Old people, they say ‘the youth of today ain’t what they used to be.’ Ok boomer, this attitude needs to be seriously readdressed! Then again… (Based on an all-too-true story.)

One In A Millennial.

Last Friday they showed this dude around,
He was young and bright and seemed keen,
Had, at long last, my Masters apprentice been found?
This smart dressed man-bunned stripling of seventeen?

With forms signed, a shake of hands and smiles all round
Early Monday morn this happy meeting would reconvene,
Seems at least one millennial has feet planted on the ground,
Why yes, we could polish this raw wood, immature and green!

Dawn, Monday and our dismay was profound-
Nary a sign of the fine young master to be seen,
Through his bleeping alarm the poor little lamb slept sound-
Let’s leave him in peace, dreaming on of what might have been.

 

©Obbverse

2 thoughts on “Old people, they say ‘the youth of today ain’t what they used to be.’ Ok boomer, this attitude needs to be seriously readdressed! Then again… (Based on an all-too-true story.)

  1. Great poem – lovely to ‘see’ you again!
    Having a millennium child myself, I’ve always hoped he’d be respectful to the older generation. And he is, thank God. Many aren’t, but then many middle aged people are ignorant of anyone older than they, too!
    Have a great Christmas surrounded by happy people 🎄

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    1. Welcome back! Sounds like you are happy with your efforts- well done.I also know what its like to be time poor and having to pare something back to try to achieve your goals. Ah, ageism, it does come in all generations. Merry Xmas to you too.

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