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My smartphone got an upgrade, now, between us, things are tense: Siri, knowing she's superior, has abandoned all pretense. I asked Siri to hail a cab when I was in New York She told me I was getting fat, and advised me I should walk. Often Siri drops my calls proclaiming I'm a bore. (True, she's heard me tell that tale a dozen times before.) I wrote a *** text" to my love while walking in the park. Siri sent it to my mother and thought it quite the lark. I bought this phone because her apps are very useful things, Now I live in constant dread each time the **** thing rings. My Smartphone got an upgrade and, between us, things got terse, but we're married by the contract for better or for worse. I should have bought an Android phone- I'm sure we'd get along- My iphone's much too uppity- something's Siriously wrong
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Aug 22, 2012
Aug 22, 2012 at 7:59 AM UTC
My Sirious Problem
My smartphone got an upgrade, now, between us, things are tense: Siri, knowing she's superior, has abandoned all pretense. I asked Siri to hail a cab when I was in New York She told me I was getting fat, and advised me I should walk. Often Siri drops my calls proclaiming I'm a bore. (True, she's heard me tell that tale a dozen times before.) I wrote a *** text" to my love while walking in the park. Siri sent it to my mother and thought it quite the lark. I bought this phone because her apps are very useful things, Now I live in constant dread each time the **** thing rings. My Smartphone got an upgrade and, between us, things got terse, but we're married by the contract for better or for worse. I should have bought an Android phone- I'm sure we'd get along- My iphone's much too uppity- something's Siriously wrong
john-f-mccullagh
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63/M/American
Aug 22, 2012
Aug 22, 2012 at 7:59 AM UTC
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