David Crandall Poet Rhyme

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 March 21, 2025 at 8:36 AM Hi David, now days we can't do without them. David Crandall March 21, 2025 at 8:56 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 March 21, 2025 at 2:48 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 March 21, 2025 at 9:00 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 March 20, 2025 at 10:40 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 March 21, 2025 at 8:59 AM An old flip phone - wow - I thought I was the last guy to switch over! Enjoy your comments Benjamin!