All Over the Place

A Different History

My parents' time,
with the cars so
black and square,

like huge stoves.
Did Mother wear
a flapper dress? I

think not,but nearly.
Coy Father got her somehow
into speaks.

They danced to ragtime,drank
and smoked. At parties,gin

is made in bathtubs
and everybody chips in

to pay someone's rent.
Crooners crack

their voices and
hearts fill more
than now.