Youth knows everything there is to know
About nothing
Their elders are things
that account for naught
Because our thought
is old fashioned and far too slow
to keep up with Internet news
with face book societies' views
Instead we meander around like Neanderthals
Plodding on about values and the long haul
in the scheme of life and hope youth does grow
More wise and tolerant of somethings
Before too long see that the instantaneous brings
Only a little joy before the fall
Into a pit of lies which maul
the unwary and take the dull witted to account.
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