Wednesday, October 20, 2010

washed

* washed. *
My blackberry was my mobile companion
Always close at my side
Both phone and email manage
Always diligent and alive
Faithful servant constant at my call
I took no interest in its welfare
Treated it roughly without a care
Then one day it went away
Was missing for a day
No call was answered
Never an email viewed
It was lost in a pair of trousers
In a washing machine for hours
My blackberry friend deceased
All communications ceased
You never Realise what you have
Until you have it no more
So true those words recall
When into water blackberry does fall.

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