Robo-Calls 2
Robo-Calls
A Sonnet
“Are burning up the Phone Lines”
An opinion: by Tom
12/17/2018
It’s Robo Calls that make me scream,
Often at night I awake from a dream.
They come to me from all over the place,
Causing my machine to invade my space;
On occasion it’s said they come from me,
Leaving me to ponder how this can be?
Each one coming from assorted places,
Representing people who have no faces,
Never identifying a person, just # & town,
A pure annoyance causing me to frown;
What is the purpose; to keep me updated?
Or just to hope that I become frustrated.
I’ve had five calls while composing this,
And of the lower tech days I reminisce.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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