Mobile Phone
MOBILE PHONE
My phone my poison, My phone spare me
My phone my doom, my loomer spear me
My phone you kill, please don't dare me
My dear I beg, ooh! tear not my life
On a bright daylight, my phone blurs me
On a busy street, she clears way
You give me no might, hell send in me
When I want treat, she gives but nay
In a shrine so holy, I keep calming him
Everyday every time, her rwira rwirs
Facebook without eyes, whatsapp to miss?
Headed to the hole, am fat to slim
She is settle, she farts for text
Sometimes I forget, and think a wiper
My bother my phone, a nasty wiper bag
The brains you process, clever you are
My sister my phone, you know you corrode
I eat you process, hungry always are
I eat you sing, how do you think?
The full top has come, my phone desist
My sister my poison, don't delay a watch
My sons keep foot, my daughter resist
Reduce the talkon, poison don't match
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