4 April 2014

My texting friends communicate.
When I try my words mutate.
I text strange things
Auto-correct can’t fix.

My phone thinks I’m a lunatic.
I can’t twitter and I can’t tweet.
With fingers that function like elephants feet,
Those tiny letters are painful for me.
If there is something urgent I need to know –
And you text me…
Expect an answer that is S L O W.