IN THE YEAR 2000

IN THE YEAR 2000

When I was young and the world was black and white,

We used to imagine what life in the year 2000 would be like,

Wearing silver suits as on space scooters we would all zoom,

Or at least we’d all be living on the moon,

But then when the year 2000 came and went,

And it brought none of the things of which we dreamt

The End

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