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Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose # 402 (Those Phone Books)

20 Mar 2019 Leave a comment

by Mary Elizabeth in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Book, Business, Entertainment, Find, Fingers, Friends, History, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Online, Out, Outdated, Phone, Poetry, Rhyme, Someone, Unusual, Walk

To find someone, we used to go-
To that phone book, that we all
happened to know.
.
It had the names and numbers
of our friends around town-
It had the lists of businesses,
that were also found.
.
It was always by the telephone, for
us to use-
It got thicker and thicker, making
it impossible to lose.
.
They said that we used our fingers
to do the walking-
And, we still do, in order to keep
up with our non-stop talking.
.
But, in a different form, for many of
use our fingers, the same, still to
find-
But, instead of opening a book, we
tend to go online.
.
It is said that the paper telephone book
is going away-
Still, it would be nice to have one, for a
rainy day.
.
To find someone, we used to go-
To that phone book, that we all
happened to know.
-2010-

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Three We Used To Do (2017)

14 Jan 2017 1 Comment

by Mary Elizabeth in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2017 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Amusement, Circus, Corner, Diabetes, Entertainment, Exercise, Gone, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Phone, Poetry, Reading, Remote, Rhyme, Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Baily, Whatever, Writing

1. Stand in the corner at home, to talk on the phone.

2. Get up to change the channel, on the TV.

3. Go to the circus.
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After 146 years, the ending for
Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Baily
Circus is underway-
After a few more cities, it will be
gone forever in May.

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

11 Sep 2016 1 Comment

by Mary Elizabeth in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Communication, Dial tone, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Party line, Phone, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Single, Whatever, Writing

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.