gone are the days or so you say
when children belonged to society
when all men did was love their wives
when women could only be wives
and we all thought the world loved good
gone are the days or so you say
days of borrowing salt next door
days of crossing paths with borrowed hot charcoal
days of hosting nagging in-laws for months
and getting scorn and scoff in return
gone are the days or so you say
and i am glad that they are gone
and from me it's good riddance
and i admit i miss them not
for surely we now know better
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