Phone Date: Tuesday, 2nd February 2010 @ 02:42:06 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Butterflygirl40 There goes the phone ringing again. Will someone please have a backbone. And answer the phone. I will but I am busy with the wishbone. The phone smells like cologne. Dont drop your icecream cone on the phone. All this ringing from the phone is giving me a gallstone. My hormones are getting up from the ringing of the phone. Ring Ring Thats all the phone does. Answer it. Before I postpone the trip. It that phone rings one more time. My hormones are going to fly. This poem is Copyright © Butterflygirl40 Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=157173