Or fail to remember,
A condition I have learned to live with,
Common 'mong the younger,
For what do they have to keep in their heads?
It's at their fingertips,
As it's now for me with technology,
There's not much to know with the internet,
'Cept maybe the fact that a friend's dad's died,
When you meet for a drink,
You ask how he's doing, matter of fact,
And tears are on the brink,
That's why it's good,
To retain memory,
In fact, I should have more space freed up now,
To store data that's specific to me.