Ode To A Dead Mp3 Player Poem by Dennis Ernesto Ruiz
Ode To A Dead Mp3 Player
small, hard pleasure
shall i push your tiny buttons...?
hard and long till
you used to lit your dotty, eye to me.
sweet pleasure you are
stringed to my ears.
i should have not stuck you,
i should have played you between my fingers....
now you're gone... burned
no more songs to play,
no more batteries to drain...
no more files to load....
goodbye my mp3 player...
good bye...
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