Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 978 (To Give A Quiet Holler)

We hollered across the plain-

With the prospect, of local information, to gain.

.

We waited, for word, by pony express-

From loved ones, to a specific address.

.

Snail mail eventually took its place-

Back then, it was considered letters delivered in haste.

.

And, then came the telephone-

With one person navigating, letting your personal

business, to the whole town be readily known.

.

The party line was certainly a go-getter-

Sharing a line, with just a few folks was a trend setter.

.

To remember the days, when we got a call-

And, had to stand, in the corner, and talk on the phone,

that was attached to the wall.

.

Pay phones helped to ease the load-

When we traveled elsewhere, on the road.

.

Cordless became the rule-

To talk out in the yard, became the normal cool.

.

The cell took its place in line-

Conversation everywhere is what we could find.

.

And, now when we holler at that special friend-

Instant messaging or a text is what we send.

.

Simple words, across the screen-

No vocals involved, just the message seen.

.

We hollered across the plain-

With the prospect, of local information, to gain.

.

 

 

 

 

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 378 (No Dial Tone)

Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.

-2013-

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Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 378 (No Dial Tone)

Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.

-2013-

444444444444444444

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 378 (No Dial Tone)

Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.

-2013-

444444444444444444

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 378 (No Dial Tone)

Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.

-2013-

444444444444444444

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 378 (No Dial Tone)

Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.

-2013-

444444444444444444

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 378 (No Dial Tone)

Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.

-2013-

444444444444444444

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 978 (To Give A Quiet Holler)

We hollered across the plain-

With the prospect, of local information, to gain.

.

We waited, for word, by pony express-

From loved ones, to a specific address.

.

Snail mail eventually took its place-

Back then, it was considered letters delivered in haste.

.

And, then came the telephone-

With one person navigating, letting your personal

business, to the whole town be readily known.

.

The party line was certainly a go-getter-

Sharing a line, with just a few folks was a trend setter.

.

To remember the days, when we got a call-

And, had to stand, in the corner, and talk on the phone,

that was attached to the wall.

.

Pay phones helped to ease the load-

When we traveled elsewhere, on the road.

.

Cordless became the rule-

To talk out in the yard, became the normal cool.

.

The cell took its place in line-

Conversation everywhere is what we could find.

.

And, now when we holler at that special friend-

Instant messaging or a text is what we send.

.

Simple words, across the screen-

No vocals involved, just the message seen.

.

We hollered across the plain-

With the prospect, of local information, to gain.

.

 

 

 

 

 

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 978 (To Give A Quiet Holler)

We hollered across the plain-

With the prospect, of local information, to gain.

.

We waited, for word, by pony express-

From loved ones, to a specific address.

.

Snail mail eventually took its place-

Back then, it was considered letters delivered in haste.

.

And, then came the telephone-

With one person navigating, letting your personal

business, to the whole town be readily known.

.

The party line was certainly a go-getter-

Sharing a line, with just a few folks was a trend setter.

.

To remember the days, when we got a call-

And, had to stand, in the corner, and talk on the phone,

that was attached to the wall.

.

Pay phones helped to ease the load-

When we traveled elsewhere, on the road.

.

Cordless became the rule-

To talk out in the yard, became the normal cool.

.

The cell took its place in line-

Conversation everywhere is what we could find.

.

And, now when we holler at that special friend-

Instant messaging or a text is what we send.

.

Simple words, across the screen-

No vocals involved, just the message seen.

.

We hollered across the plain-

With the prospect, of local information, to gain.

.

 

 

 

 

Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 378 (No Dial Tone)

Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.

-2013-

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