Old And New Get A Clue!

 New and old.Truth be told.No fountain of gold,That may take hold.
Stuck like mold.That's not bold.Could make you fold.If you're sold.
Sold on what?The butt of a mutt?Nah, not that rut.Mind going putt putt?
But none are new.Maybe new to you.Yep, it's true.Through and through.
But that you knew.You had a clue.Just out it flew,You and your clue.
Old come nagging.Down they're sagging.Causing some lagging.Maybe some red flagging.
What was that?Still lost due to the cat?Insecurity chewing the fat?Get it where you're at?
Nothing new.New to you.No new is due.That is true.
Someone had it.Someone thought the shit.Someone had a fit.Someone bought into it.
Someone did not.Someone tossed the lot.Someone avoided a clot.Someone just fought.
Same old insecurities at play even if a new year has come to play. Which someone are you? If you're here then I'm guessing the later that came due. On insecurities I'll take a pass. I'm too much of a crazy little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.