2.8.26

Phone beckons

                      iPhone  Beckons


I  beckon

Best get down off your highhorse
                                       It  beckons

Anya keenly follow its beckoning

 

     I don’t.

Iphone capital I  I do not follow  iPhone little I
                                                   I  refuse to be yankedround by electronics  circuitry
capital I dentity
I prefer mine

                Why Im concerned you don prefer yours

I do. But I also prefer to be informed, to be, in the loop.

shook his head like a mangy dog
                             Youre definitely in the loop
Without your capitulation your iPhone your apps their capital I Ideas for you woud be notably  distinguishably  fewer

Like that would be a good thing.

It woud


I think when you die your iPhone will know you have before anybody else
Jesus.
        Why so grim?

Attesting to the times

                         When I die eventually those who know me will learn

Wont be a clandestine suicidesmashed by a train drowned fishbit in the sea faster than a speeding bullet more powerful than a locomotive leaping off a tall building in a single boundsplashing the pavement below
    Aint no Superman

No.  You’re not.

                     You’re certainly colorful.

 

   Yasee  Not so grim

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