Location

The night is young, but I am old,

And so I write this little scold

To those who want the Internet

To track down roving buddies yet.

Do I care if Bill and Sue

Are walking in the Como Zoo?

So what if Fred and Sam and Gene

Are on a bus to Bowling Green?

What good does it do for me

To track my dear wife's shopping spree?

I guess it makes me very dated –

I don't want to be located.

But if you really have to know,

I'm at a bar, just sipping slow.