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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) Winter nights, the darkness comes quick Key in door, to an empty house Jacket falls fast right on the floor I stare at the stand, at the telephone for sure There she sits, alone, unmoving No blinking light No message at all From a lovers voice or even a call from the mall The ritual is the same, night after night I pick up the phone, yes dial tone is there I check the wires, all attached with great care Its not broken, same as this morning I confess, yes I stare at the phone over there The phone is a functioning, I am assured I call the weather line, yes a test but I was bored They tell me is all sunny up over yonder So no one calls me, of this I must ponder I confess yes I stare, at the dark phone sitting there Maybe the answering system parts are malfunctioning Maybe she really did some exotic oh calling Oh what I am saying, she’s out to the ball While I look at telephone, alone in the hall I confess yes I stare, I stare and stare So another night, outside shines the bright city lights I open the door to the darkness in fright For oh my god, I see a blinking light My heart beats in excitement, this is surely the night I stare at a ringing telephone Oh my what a delight!!!!!!!! Click Wrong number Now I am distressed, depressed, redressed I am at my wits end I must confess Another evening I sit here alone Just me and my silent old black phone I stare a that contraption then the abscess of the night Like all of the nights in 2014 I will sleep in a bed, with no hug or ice-cream The pleasures of life, belong not to me Me and my phone will never be set free So now it’s New Years Eve, party hat and good cheer I sit alone with my phone, to ring in the New Year Oh the irony yes I did see For the phone is as silent as the heart inside me I stare at the past; I stare at the wall Where I contemplate tossing the phone, cord and all Then it rings, and shocks me out of my trance 2015 has arrived with a telephone call!!!!! so happy I dance!!!! Cause this time she called, god bless romance Happy New Year
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