My Sony Walkman (Sonnet)

My Sony Walkman from good high school days, My ten cassettes of groovy-roovy tunes, No touch-screens yet, or funky LED displays But t'was enough to keep me up to croon Then Napster, iPods, MTV just came They made my cassettes look crippled and rust A thousand songs and movies they contain I left my SOny Walkman in the dust. I searched up Jackson Five in Internet, Too sharp, too clear, this isn't true jackson Five I miss my _____ and ____ cassettes Since then all music faded from m'life. A few years later I heard Mary sing Now thats real music, not CD's, not _____ **This poeam isn't finished being developped. Please give me suggestions, and the blanks are when I don't know what word to use. BTW this is pretty much the first sonnet I've ever written. So hard to get the iambic pentameter in**