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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