Unnoticed Change
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Years ago,
Much before we were born,
Dedicating a poem to someone,
Was really, blowing their horn.
Today, you might say,
That type of sentimental honor
Is practically unknown,
Times change,
What once was glory
Today, just bubbly foam.
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