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Mobile Phone

I forgot to pay my muthafucking mobile phone bill.

 

I tell ya, this week until payday is going to be some thrill.

 

The only luxury I have in my life is the information super highway on that phone.

 

I click on a land faraway, once the weirdos at my work start to ***** and moan.

 

I click on the browser and let my mind roam.

 

I get to type all over the world,

 

The co-workers complain about all the races they hate

 

while I don't say a word and go to wikipedia straight away.

 

I can spend hours reading about nazis, astronomers, and plants

 

I might just invest in ear plugs to stop listening to co-workers rant.

 

I catch up on gossip about celebrities I have never heard of,

 

and read about the **** they are doing to ruin their lives.

 

I go to Facebook, where a few people think my words are clever.

 

Lets me sever the pains of everyday annoyances.

 

Read about dreamy recipes I could make, and all the delicious pies I will bake.

 

Chat with someone who slept all day and is now awake in Egypt.

 

But like I said, I am without a phone this week.

 

Seven days to let my insanity peak.

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Apr 13, 2010
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