Hello iPad, my old friend
I’ve come to play with you again
But this network is slowly creeping
Dropped the Wi-Fi while I was Skyping
And the iTunes that were planted in my brain
Still remain
Within the walls of Apple
The internets I walked alone
My iPod and my iPhone
By the halo of an iMac
Ten hours of Photoshop won’t break my back
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of some rare sunlight
(I worked all night)
Just like the staff at Apple
And in the iTunes store I saw
Ten thousand mobile apps or more
People sharing songs on Spotify
Checked in on Foursquare though I don’t know why
People writing blogs that no one ever shares
’cause no one cares
Except the nerds at Apple
Hardware choices start to grow
MacBook Air or MacBook Pro
They say the iPhone 5 is coming soon
When it does I’m pretty sure I’ll swoon
But my hopes, like silent teardrops fell
And echoed
Within the well of Apple
And the people bowed and prayed
To the Apple god they made
And their thumbs all hurt from texting
Too many hashtags and LOL-ing
And their texts said, “The words of the iCloud will be posted on our Facebook walls
And ‘liked’ by all”
And whispered in the halls of Apple
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The only correct response…”Where have you gone, Steven Paul Jobs? My Airport Base Station turns its green status light to blue (whoo-whoo-whoo)…” ♫ ♪
Ilene, this is awesome. It’s one of those things that I’d expect to just find floating around on the internet, rather than know the person who wrote it. Bravo.
Jackie Dana recently posted..Hark: what goes there? Or, my first tracking class
Brilliant. “Checked in on Foursquare though I don’t know why” Ha! (I don’t get it either.)
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And here’s to you, Mrs. Haddad. Well said.