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A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi. (In front of you, a precipice. Behind you, wolves.)

Saturday, April 30, 2016

The Cell Phone Lament, A Cautionary Tale--Limerick

Okay. In honor of Ireland, where I am right now, here's a limerick:

There was a young woman from Ar'zona
Who could not put down her cell phone-a
She texted when light
And into the night
A cell phone-aholic fide-bona

One day she was texting her Sweetie
Conversations while driving, so meaty
She neglected to see
Two dogs and a tree
Now from hospital she is still tweety

If no fortitude have you, or no will
To, while you are driving, your phone still
Please pull to the side
Or from me you'll hide
Make you swallow your phone like a pain pill

© 2016 by H. Linn Murphy
If you would like to learn about National Poetry Month, visit this site while I'm visiting Ireland...:o)

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