Old Dogs, and all that...

No New Tricks
by: Rob Paquin

Nothing magic
It's all tragic
And I laugh a bit too much
Nights; too long
The rights; All wrong
And a bit too out of touch

How I blunder
Makes me wonder
More mistakes upon the cusp
A man of steel
Out in a field
And now I begin to rust

It's disturbing
It's unnerving
All these things that make me up
Can't learn shit
No new tricks
Just an old dog, not a pup

~The Snowdog