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Jul 2015
hands upon the door
to the cell phone store
I had an awful sore
in my heart and core

something I'm mad at
before the phone shat
something like ****
that some cat spat

so I rant at the gal
even her pal
and the guy Al
who give's a hal?

"The phone's inferior
Where's your superior?
I'll rip him a new interior!
You're all about exterior."

"Look at me when I speak.
or are you too weak?
Talking while you tweet
Look at me when you speak"

what's with this culture?
digital gone vulture
your phone like a suture
trying to mend the future

"Sorry if I got all hot.
Diplomatic I am not.
Had to rant and shout
get the dysfunction out."

"Your phone hurt my ear
The speaker on too near.
On this much I am clear
Your phone hurt my ear."
Dr. Seuss?
Leaetta May
Written by
Leaetta May  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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