You use me,
You abuse me;
But yet I'm always here;
You curse me, but I'm always near.
You want to have me all the time,
But can't always get though on the line;
It's not my fault, I don't have a choice,
Please, please...just let me hear your voice.
I know you won't keep me long,
My time is as fleeting as a siren's song;
I'm the most useful thing you own,
Please be a little nicer to your CELL PHONE!
Submission date : 2010-06-26
Last edit : 2010-07-03
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