Alexander Graham Bell,
inventing the phone was really swell.
Never thought I would take him to bed,
if my husband finds out I am dead.
Alexander Graham Bell
It was fine, quiet winter´s day I listened to distant noise,
dogs bark -you can´t avoid this in the Algarve-
smoke from chimneys straight up before disbursing and disappearing.
A few clouds drift about looking like wedding dresses of the unmarried,
The sun is a golden coin captain hook would kill to obtain.
I smell grilled sardine, and a cat on a fence is watching me.
I sternly tell myself to go for a walk before it gets too cold
But blithely ignore the inner voice.
As I drift on a slothful cumulus, my phone rings
I answer the voice says, sorry, the wrong number.
Alexander Graham Bell.
Tried to help people who could not hear well.
When he amplified sound, of an electrical tone,
He found he'd invented the first telephone.
3/ 27 / 2019.
Sponsor Tania Kitchin.
Alexander Graham Bell
previously had to yell;
but then he invented the telephone,
which made it easier to chat when in a room on his own.
written 22nd March for Tania's clerihew contest
Alexander Graham
Rang a Bell when he said
Mr. Watson, come here
In 1876
With no earthly idea
Of what was to come
How we live today
With cell phones up our butts
Wherever you turn
Someone's talking or texting
At every red light
While the green one is resting
And let's not forget
The in your ear bluetooth craze
People talking out loud to themselves
Like we all care what they say
Or out and about
At a table for four
Where each cell phone in hand
Is the only thing not ignored
It does make you wonder
What Alexander would do
If he saw his seed planted
Producing this rotten fruit
Perhaps then Alexander Graham
Would ring that Bell in history
And say Mr. Watson, come here
Help me destroy this thing!
Alexander Graham Bell
Fell under a deep spell
Got a call on the line
Believed it was the end of time.
10/3/12
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