I remember back in the day
Things being different
But now have changed
We used have the Corona man,
Bringing fizzy drinks to our door
With a whole spectrum of flavours for sure,
Thank you Corona man Stan,
Though not sure that was his name
I will go with it all the same.
Then we used to have the grocer man
Who I think may have been called Stan,
Bringing fruit and veg and more
Around our street to our door,
We used to say mum said ‘put it on the tab’
He would smile, nod because people back then weren’t bad,
Then there was the paraffin man
The pink panther, or was it Stan,
He brought fuel to our doors
To warm us all indoors,
Then of course there was the candy floss man
I could be wrong but was he also called Stan?
He brought candy floss to our door
As kids he was adored.
Finally there the was the coal man
Who brought coal to our doors,
I am trying to remember his name,
Oh yeah I remember, the coal man
and his name surprisingly was Bill, or was it Stan?
But then everything then changed
Supermarkets chased them all away,
Offering good at a fraction of the cost
Mind you in half the time it rots
And more than any other time today
I wish these people still visited our way
But the truth is it’s a different age
And people want more today.
Where veg was seasonal
We expect it all year round
Our demands and all our so called needs,
Exceeded only by our greed
Back in the day we had communities
Now we just have broken societies,
Because not all change is for the good
And I’d go back to old days if I could.