Cell Blabbers Poem by Stanley Cooper

Cell phones are useful, no need to deny it
But since their inception, it’s no longer quiet
Some of their users say ‘nothing’ quite well
On that new-fangled contraption known as the “cell”

They chat in their autos while they are driving
Not conducive at all to safely arriving
With cell phone in hand, they’re a scourge on the road
A danger to all with their talk overload

Cell phon-ers persistently incessantly blabber
About so many things that really don’t matter
Using the cell, they believe is so cool-ish
Not knowing misuse is foolishly fool-ish

Having something to say is an admirable trait
But speaking and blabbing, I can not equate
It’s not really the cells that keep me upset
But the blabbers that own them, the talkative set