My little part of me

I adore my mobile iphone
It is simply a part of me
So its a case of where I go
Then this contraption you will see

You see It houses all my poems & songs
I pray  it does not go wrong
Coz if it does I’d be in a plight
Would loose the whole dam lot I might

When I am out walking on my own
I compose song & lyrics on my phone
Using the voice memo app
I simply sing my song & tap

The little button that is red
& I simply make it up from my head

To invent these originals
I find it best to be alone
I’d get on peoples nerves
I wouldn’t want to hear them moan

I have alot of photographs
All of which are on my phone
I have far to many but there you go
Nine thousand or more that I know

Haha, when trying to locate a photo
Minute thumb nails stare at me
It is difficult to pick one out
They are so small you see

Anyways I love my iphone
If I mislaid it I’d raise alarm
Coz really this small gadget
Is like a limb, just like my right arm