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iPhone Dropped on its Head

I was thinking of a bummer - do iPhones get any dumber every time you drop 'em? Nowadays, I'm a ding-a-ling. I really depend on that thing. My brain don't work, my phone don't ring - I wish I could swap 'em.

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John Read

Date: 3/21/2025 8:36:00 AM

Hi David, now days we can't do without them.

David Crandall
Date: 3/21/2025 8:56:00 AM

Yup, strange how there are so many things like that - that you can't do with, that once, you didn't need at all. It seems like the world can only go forward, not backward.

Ink Empress

Date: 3/21/2025 2:48:00 AM

Lol i just dropped mine yesterday! And i had to check if it got dumber haha very well written dear david! Fun poem! I wish i could swap them too sometimes! Pleasure reading your poem today! Sending you light always

David Crandall
Date: 3/21/2025 9:00:00 AM

Thanks Ink! Actually, i think my phone keeps getting smarter, and I keep getting dumber. Maybe one day it will be completely running my life - lol.

Benjamin Bartley

Date: 3/20/2025 10:40:00 PM

Singing to the choir! I own an old school flip phone. A laugh a day, when David Crandall plays. Thanks for sharing!

David Crandall
Date: 3/21/2025 8:59:00 AM

An old flip phone - wow - I thought I was the last guy to switch over! Enjoy your comments Benjamin!