My Bluetooth

My Bluetooth

A Poem by TTBoy28

 

My bluetooth

 is uncouth

I can't get a word in edgewise

It goes in and out

 often makes me shout

So that they can't hear my lies

 

My bluetooth

is uncouth

It's like a rider looking for a date

It's not discrete

 as it could mean defeat

You might hear me gyrate

 

My bluetooth

 is uncouth

It never fits just right

I grip and I mold

 still it starts to unfold

Buy a new one I just might

 

© 2010 TTBoy28


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this made me laugh... good job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I forget what "uncouth" means. I haven't heard that word in a long while.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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TTBoy28
TTBoy28

Atlanta, GA



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