My iPod dropped upon the floor,
I was upset,
Thought it was no more...
But little iPod it did work,
Only one scratch,
Felt like a berk!
Now the iPods safe at home,
It's cosy now,
That's the end of my tome.
• All poems on this blog are written and belong to J. R. A. Gigney, unless otherwise stated.
Location:Chelmsford,United Kingdom
Ouch, Darlink!
ReplyDeleteI know EXACTLY how you felt... I nearly died of distress when I dropped my dear little camera not long after I got it. That has a scratch on it too, but it still loves me! My camera is probably as important a means of communication to me as your iPod is to you.
Love and kisses,
Auntie Gee
XXX