The stone age man,
Wrote a letter,
To the stone,
On which he was sitting.
He Wrote-“Hi, stone. Please be careful, times are changing with tunes and rings.
The telephone would be ringing soon, like a beautiful diamond zing,
I am the stone age man,
For whom nobody spares anything.
Do remember me,
I am getting old now.
The fashion is to write about the things which are sophisticated,
And forget about those which are old,
It is a bliss to be in this stone age.
For the ages ahead,
Ooh!!!!!!!!
The lesser they are talked about, better it is.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 