My Blackberry and Me

My Blackberry and Me

by Bob Grant

Blackberry and ManMy Blackberry is with me all of the time,

Costs less than a Ben but more than a dime.

I am not into iPhones, Tunes, or Pods,

I know with some people that puts me at odds.

Man throwing in gargage canMy wife wants me to throw it away,

Or burn it in a very large pile of hay.

I run into posts and stumble down stairs,

I talk to myself and generate glares.

Man PossessedI may be possessed or maybe obsessed,

Old kid – new toy – maybe you guessed.

I remember when phones had numbers and dials,

And candy was a nickel in stores with long isles.

Smiling Red DotI’m not sure how I made it through each day,

Without my Blackberry on which to play.

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