Our Mobile Phones
Our mobile phones are our lover
It's always in our hand and under the cover
It's time we observe and discover
That we cannot recover
When our mobile phones goes under the weather
Together we are incapable of being inseparable
Without her we feel lost and vulnerable
I know it sounds horrible
But without our mobile phones
We are miserable and uncomfortable.
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