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TelephoneYou sound your call deep in the night And I must admit you give me a fright I can't help but wonder... Is there anything wrong? When I hear you blare your intrusive song Sometimes I wish that I wasn't home Then you wouldn't ring.... You'd leave me alone Still sometimes I'm glad that I am here Because you bring me closer to ones I hold dear Telephone why are you such a complicated thing? It's pick and choose....the people you bring But I'll tell you now, please don't feel neglected If you keep ringing at night.... YOU'LL BE DISCONNECTED ~THE FLOWING PEN~ 11-4-03 Vote for this poem
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