Nov 17, 2009 20:37
There once was a man with his phone,
Who one day left him all alone.
He searched far and wide,
Outdoors and inside,
But the phone had left him to roam.
He had no way to call his Boo,
And she couldn’t get a hold of him too.
She sent him a pigeon,
To let him know that she misses him,
But all the bird said was, “Coo!”
love,
poem