Hello!
Today's prompt is to write about a forgotten technology. While trying to decide what to write about the idea of a Walkman popped into my head. Growing up I had friends and family who had Walkman, but I didn't own one myself. Later in high school I got a CD Walkman, which should give you some idea of how old I am. lol. While I have no affinity for a Walkman this poem just starting flowing from my thoughts as I thought more about them. There was almost a music or rap to it, which also makes up for my lack of musical poem a few days ago. lol. Either way, enjoy this poem!
Grooving to my music as I walk down the street
Walkman! Walkman!
Mixed tape blaring, keeping pace with the beat
Walkman! Walkman!
Through the headphones the music's flowing into my head
Walkman! Walkman!
Hope this tape doesn't break or it will fill me with dread
Walkman! Walkman!
Flip the tape over so I'm now on side two
Walkman! Walkman!
Another 45 minutes music playing so true
Walkman! Walkman!
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
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