Holy phone
Have I a classic phone on my desk
The Bible book hardcovered in black
Which uses by me and the acquaintances
Whomsoever perched in the heaven
Whenever life leaves me alone
Whenever I reckon them again
I'll dial up an age-fashioned call
To converse instantly with them all
Of the moments we encounter
Or the scenes we've had together
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