An Orchestra Of Mobile Phones

Poem By Irene Bitter

Would you like to hear an anecdote
Of a hundred ringtones?
Once upon a time, on a bus,
I heard the ringing of my phone,
Not just my phone,
But, also, all the other phones.

I’m listening to a live orchestra
Of the mobile phones,
A symphony extraordinaire
Of a hundred cool ringtones!

Comments about An Orchestra Of Mobile Phones

Me, personally, I'd like to hear a mobile phone, but someone is too shy or bothered to give it to me.

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