Yesterday in an Antique Store: Poem by Me

Yesterday at an antique store,

I bought some genuine vintage perfume,

And my family said you smell old.

But 60 years ago, young people,

Were buying the same perfume

In a department store.

This morning in a garden,

A toddler ate dirt,

And asked her older sister to partake of the feast,

But in 15 years this toddler,

Now a teenager,

May reject farm fresh eggs,

Because they are dirty.

10 years ago,

An old Hippy was out of style,

Now if she is a true hippy, she still is,

But the masses go shopping at Walmart,

And buy vintage hippy style everything.

40 years ago,

Cool kids mutilated their Hair

With the mullet.

How strange they were.

Now people

Doomed to repeat past follies

Wear a mullet and call it style

Nowadays

I wear high waisted jeans.

Young people love my jeans,

Old ladies tell me,

They used to own a pair like mine,

My jeans are cool right now

When young people

DO outlandish things,

Those things,

Are in style

When old people

DO outlandish things,

Those things,

Are Old

But someday you and I will be old,

And then what?

Maybe the world should abandon corporate style.

I have been taking a writing class. We started a unit on poetry and I am really enjoying it. Leave any advise or feedback you may have in the comments. Any experienced writers out there, please let me know how I can improve.