You Love Your Cell Phone - August 24, 2023

(to the tune of You Are My Sunshine)

You love your cell phone,

Your handy cell phone.

You have it with you night and day.

You cannot seem to

Live without it.

At least, that is what you say.

You pay your bills and

Read your texts and

Catch up on the daily news.

You read each bit of 

What is posted,

Whether it be false or true.

You hear it pinging,

You hear it ringing,

Whether it’s two a.m. or noon.

You stop whatever

You may be doing,

For it must be answered soon.

Your selfies live there,

Floating in thin air,

And helpful apps beyond belief.

Let’s hope your cell phone,

Your precious cell phone,

Isn’t stolen by a thief.

So go ahead and

Love your cell phone.

It’s your master, you’re the slave.

I won’t condemn you

For your addiction,

But don’t you take my landline away.

 

Swallows' Nests

I think that I shall never see

A swallow nesting in a tree.

No, no, no, that will never be.

They choose instead to bother me.

A place that’s covered, high, and still,

Such as my porch light, fills the bill,

And my porch rafters also will.

Glad they don’t like my window sill.

Why lovely creatures such as these

Build nests from muddy wet debris

Will always be a mystery.

A nastier thing you’ll never see.