My Mobile Phone. Poem by Michael Walker
My Mobile Phone.
My first phone was small and black
and I made many cold calls
The phone had no screen
only buttons to press.
Now I have an i-Phone with apps
whichI haven't used as yet.
How exactly do youan app?
How do you send texts on the net?
The i-Phone has a camera and sometime
I may take some digital photos.
Sometimes when I make the hard calls,
I think ofSteve Jobs.
-2/3 April,2018.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/28/2024 2:01:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Michael, such an awsome quatrain👍👍👍
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