up at the coffee shop.
each of you going old school
then older school
then older.
someone mentions
the milk man,
how he brought bottles
of milk to the door,
but he's topped by the guy
who milked cows
in his barn,
which is trumped
by the woman
who made cheese out of
goat milk.
someone shouts out the name
Eisenhower.
suddenly we're off track.
but hey, we're old.
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