Cell Phone Poem by Kassem Oude

Cell Phone



It's the small individual device
Which's high technology token
Usually offered at cheap price
Tightly in hand all time taken

Several ones of it have no need
And can't bear monthly charge
Kinds of diet they won't heed
Their obligations are too large

They would obey modern style
Just through imitation not use
For marginality broadly smile
Beneficial time do they abuse

In gatherings they're impolite
They stare into gadget screen
Consideration of others smite
This addiction have to wean

Progress's made for folk's rest
We utilize in right moments
No phone use if you're guest
Speech to host should be sent.

Friday December 5,2014

Friday, December 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness
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