Mobile Phones

A Modern Curse

I do not like your mobile phone.

I do not like its ringing tone.

I do not like it here nor there;

I do not like it any where.

I do not like it on a plane,

nor when I’m on a crowded train;

not in a bus, not in a car,

not even in a crowded bar.

I do not want to hear it ping

or, even worse, Madonna sing.

I do not like the sound of pop;

that wretched noise has got to stop.

So let me make this mighty clear,

your phone, I do not want to hear.

And, should it ever start to ring,

I’ll come and smash the wretched thing.

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