Cheryl Cheng

Rookie (May 24,1995 / Toronto)

Phone Calls - Poem by Cheryl Cheng

I'm blabbing away
Lots of things to say

I've got friends to call
To talk about the mall

When I'm done one
I start the fun

By calling someone else
And telling retells

The bill grows big and long
Yet I don't even notice what is wrong

And in the end, I'm stuck
With this and I say: F**k!

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  • Rookie Leslie Ching (2/3/2009 6:17:00 PM)

    i have a local phone plan in which you pay a set amount of money for all the calls in the area in, say, a month or something... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 3, 2009

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