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You can't call her Waited all night for a phone call When it came it said 'Battery is low' 'Would you please connect to a charger' 'Disconnection in five if you don't'
Why do they call these things smartphones? Got no feelin', no heart and no soul All it wants is a buzz for its battery When all I want is my girl to come home
It knows that I'm lost in a quandary My heart goin' this way and that And all it can do is to tell me
'You can't call her your battery is flat'
©Joseph G Dawson Vote for this poem
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