Oh, ode to the Blackberry,
all black and worn,
you were my friend,
though my thumbs are all torn
You woke me up daily,
at 5:00 a. m. Sharp,
for almost three years,
your screen glowed in the dark
Your keyboard, magnificent,
it came with real keys,
and a small little ear piece,
so to drive with great ease
From carpool, to office,
to home and on travel,
used mostly for email,
not much babble
Alas, and a lack,
you were there by my side,
to your last day,
when you crashed by my ride
With your screen all a shatter,
and scratches and bangs,
it’s unfortunate, yes,
but, it’s time for a change
Oh, ode to my Blackberry,
I’ve left you alone,
Now I’ve had to move on,
to my… dare I say it, iPHONE!
3/13/2009
