Sunday, September 16, 2012

The Phone - a poem about noise


The Phone By Paul Howlett

 

 Alexander Graham Bell

Invented an instrument

That gives some folk hell

It rings and it dings

Makes many a sound

Through cable and air

Doesn’t matter who’s there

We hear it in the office

 We hear it at home

With cell phones galore

Or mobiles at large

Noise of their chatter

Leaves no one alone

We hear them on TV

And reach for the phone

No wait, that’s the actor

Who’s talking alone

Now with computers

Satellites and all

Phones now rule

The whole damn world!

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