Phone Calls Poem by Cheryl Cheng

Phone Calls



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!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Leslie Ching 03 February 2009

lol 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...

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