80th birthday poem

Sue, Ron, Ed (et.al.), Marthha, Shirly, & I got Mom a digital cameers for her 80th. Here is the poem I wrote.

"What can we get Mother?"
This question has been weighty.
We wanted something special, 'cause
This year you're turning EIGHTY!

And so we've thought of all the things
That you consider fun.
You had fun on vacation, but
Vacation now is done.

You have got your pictures, so
You always will recall
The happy time at Myrtle Beach.
(But please forget the fall!)

You've always loved your pictures. You
Take pictures with great glee.
"A camera is the perfect gift!"
Both Sue and I agree.

But Ron, alas, says, "Cameras
For film are now pass*.
That type of camera is not sold
In any store today."

"You are loonie!" we reply
And run off to the mall
Where we find out that he's right -
They have them not at all.

Like old Victrola radios
Are not in modern stores,
Cameras for film are gone.
They aren't sold anymore.

So a new-fangled digital
We had to get for you.
To take a shot, just point and click.
That's all you have to do.

And when the camera is all full
Call Ron or Deb, and they
Can take the disc to CVS
And make prints right away.

Your pictures will look just like now!
And though you have turned 80,
This camera will show all the world
That you're a modern lady!