The Ipoem Poem by Cody Maxie

A button snaps in alerting the screen to flash
That trademark apple, almost whole.
Apps flood the screen, my fingers take away
In a coordinated dance giving me all control.

I play some music, maybe a game,
Nah not this one, it's kinda lame.
Lets watch a movie, share some pics.
All of this done so very very quick.

My battery sits filled to the brim,
While all the competitors begin to dim.
Androids fumble at tasks and crash,
But you my apple are never grim.

(R.I.P Steve Jobs)