83 Part Two
83
…some people equate the phone number with identification in the millennium…
EEYE do not have a PHONE NO CELL PHONE eye almost cried.
NO NUMBER NO PLACE IN THIS WORLD TO CALL MY HOME…the garbled that
the messages is to eye sounds like a distant poem come to life…beware the cell
phone jabber walker there…`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome
raths outgrabe…to paraphrase a phrase the brilliance that ewe are and the slimy
toads on roads that dance in the waves of the island cove for mamsie loves her
dandylion and he lives with no regrets, and the moment grabs the lather of the
foamy waves of our island home. NO phone no lights no motor car no electric for
TV, we make our fun beneath the waves the charlax and Ianthe race the merman
and the mermaid place the love they have in the island place the woman and her
toad… A hip hop to the barber Shoppe is cold blooded would you how could you
the baby is with us please hand me the cell aunt ethyl is in jail
could you hurry up now the thing should have already been plugged
into my ear She needs our help oh Sherriff can we pay
can we bail OUT our aunt ethyl out of jail…the ending to this is not hard to twist
the judge said time served go forth and do not break any more pay phones use
cell phones instead for they cost less than this and they pass all the tests of the
RICHARD Tracy fans not to mention the Communicators on Star Trek.
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2008
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