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This thing buzzes, it rings
For some reason it pings
Walking or driving
There is no mercy for me
It's stuck to my ear
Or to the message I read
I once felt so cool
To have a phone on the run
I'm a prisoner now
Chained to this cell is no fun
I can't leave my home
Without patting me down
I must have my phone
Now it's always around
Strange how I live for musical rings
Buzzes and even mysterious pings
So give me a call or a text or two
I will always be waiting
For a phone call from you
What! This thing has internet?
Martha...
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Author Notes
I would like to thank avmurray at fanart for the photo. Just to let you all know, I don't drive using my cell
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