A Dear Friend I Am Poem by Naima Atba

I have a screan on my face
On me there is no free place
I have many knobs
And a new kind of clocks
In my stomach I have a battery
I am made of plastic
And that's what's fantastic
and that's what's fantastic
I help joining people
From China to Naple
Could you gess who am I
You can't find me in the sky!
If you did not gess, yet
Look in your pocket
I am your booklet
Just say in a sweet tone
Oh! It's you my phone! ! !