My own personal Johnny - A Poem

[Waterguy]

Here I am with you my Johnny boy, alone again.
I wonder, why did I bring along my cell phone again,
I guess its just something to help me and you pass the time.

But wait, what did I do before the cell phone was invented
or even imagined so long ago,

I'm sure you don't remember that far back Johnny,
why, so many things have changed since then,
but still, here we are.

Yes, history, even your own, is daunting;
just like one day and then another, and you easily
lose track of the seconds, the minutes, the hours,
days and years, but still here we are.

Hey Johnny, look at that tub...
Ha ha, made you look!

Oh those were the days, right Johnny old boy