At The Tone Know The Phone!

The phone can ring or sing at every wing. But did you know there is a different type to each at your show? The cat will teach you just in case you are now confused and feeling abused at my place.

The phone gives a ring,
Your ears it can sting.
But that you know,
So away we go.

Pick up and click,
What a dick.
The almost call,
Can drive one up the wall.

The you have won!
I hear that a ton.
But first you pay.
Hmmm not winning I say.

The f this and that,
By some old dingbat.
They can't find "print screen,"
There at their scene.

The wrong number,
While you slumber.
Yet the fool calls back again.
Can't get things right at their den.

The upgrade that is about to fade.
A deal must be made.
Oops, was that a click?
Yep, I can be a dick.

The out of the blue,
Someone misses you.
Hmmm they want something.
Sorry, have no bling.

The what the hell,
As your phone rings its bell.
A conversation is at play,
Thanks to a butt dialing foray.

The obvious caller,
They just like to holler.
They are bored talking to the cat,
So they call you, stat!

The one you want to hear,
But would rather have near.
Then no need for a phone.
Why do we bother which such a tone?

And there we go, just for you many phone call types show. Got any to add at your sea? Maybe you want to give a big screw you to AT&T? That is okay, go for it at my bay. Now after this phone mass, I will go see if I can butt dial with my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.