i am looking at cellphones
so many models to choice from
i wonder which one talk best
is it me or beauty of mine
does it makes me feel good
for a very good price, maybe
i like those colorful icons
for every six months new model
flood market at staggering phase
every hand almost cradles those
good looking device that hinders
work progress in my field, sigh
...and i am avoiding to be part
maybe it won't be i 'll be one
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