Every morning the first thing we see,
every night, the last thing we touch,
through everything, it is with us.
On a click, it becomes our personal directory,
next moment, turning to something, arbitarily.
We all use it to share music n pics,
and all we need to do, is to just do some clicks.
We chat, we converse, we do all on it,
everything we want, have in it's brain, an imprint.
We can fiddle with it, all long nights,
it is a messenger, in our romantic love lives.
It wakes us up, like a mother, in the morning,
it is our companion, like a father, in the evening.
Every time it rings, it gives us some thrill,
and if it will be snatched, we all will fall ill.
It is not just our cell, or a talking
machine, it is our best friend.
Not every model will do good, it should
belong to the latest trend.
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