Not In My House, No Cell Phones
Don't even think of bringing one in.
I consider it a grievous sin.
If you can't be with me, it's insane don't you see?
To visit anyone, but with them, you cannnot be?
Now, if you are a surgeon on call,
Or the head of a country, I won't recoil.
Bells, barking dogs and music I will not stand!
So leave it outside, I do demand.
Be a true friend, not a multi-tasker.
In the electronic world, do not be!
Otherwise, you deserve the name:
A rude, multi-basker!
July 27th, 2019
6pm PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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