Tugh Fone

Pick up the phone
Who will it be
An old friend,
A towed car,
A fucking sales man,
Or your mother.
Who could know?
Who could tell?
But answer the phone
And you'll see
Or you could just look
At the caller I.D.




Poetry by AZ
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Written on 2005-06-27 at 23:41

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chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
blody phones. let's burn them all :)
2005-06-28