NIMROD's CHATTERING TELEPHONE
It's amazing to me that
everytime I am busy
doing something I really want
to do
This red Machine from Hell,
loudly rings a Bell
and a chattering voice reminds
me that I have to be
at a rugby practice, a Basket
Ball practice or Musica
I climb into bed at night, tired
from an active day.
I fall asleep straight away,
Thank G-d for a little peace.
But you guessed right, its not
to be, the red devil rings
I am as grumpy as an angry
cat......Hello I yell at the top
of my Voice you will notice I’m
cross of course.
Who is speaking and what do you
want, I want to know,
He says this is your old friend
Shmuel Yankelo
I shout at him I don’t know you
at all, its a wrong number,
You’ve got a wrong number. So
why do you waste my time
answering wrong Numbers, and he
puts the phone
down on me. I counted one
hundred and exploded.
Today is a wonderful day, the
start of two months school
HOLIDAYS.
I spend hours chattering to all
my friend about plans for
our free time, who was
making a decent party and how we
would get there, and who was
going with whom.
My Red Phone smiled at me, and
I smiled back,
A wonderful friend on the right
track.
By Hillie Feldman for my
grandson. undated
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