My love/hate relation ship with my phone.
It talks when I get calls
Sings when I get texts
My cellular device warns about all
What is next?
I use it everyday
Hey! What can I say?
I'm an addicted Tweeter
Nothing is sweeter
I Tweet, call and text
What could be next?
I'm in the zone
Please, pick up the phone
It never rings
When I Tweet. Zing!
My phone is my life
Without it, it is a knife,
Cutting through,
I wish I could sue
My cellular device,
Not always nice
It talks when I get calls
Sings when I get texts
My cellular device warns about all
What is next?
YOU ARE READING
Crappy Poems By J. Rose
PoetryHere are some poems that I had written as an 8th grader. I am not a poet, but I gave it a try. I hope you hate them as well as I do. P.S. I HAD to do these for school.
