Telephone poem

Hmm..?,

Oh hello,

I’m calling you on my

tel-e-phone,

I was gonna give you something,

But you weren’t home,

So I’m calling you on my

tel-e-phone,

But don’t worry,

I didn’t mind the wait,

Camping out,

On your front gate,

But it did bother me,

That you weren’t home,

So I’m calling you on my,

Tel-e-phone,

The thing I was gonna give you,

Was something super cute,

Some earmuffs’,

that look like boots,

That are right by me,

By the phone,

While I’m calling you on my,

tel-e-phone,

So next time,

that you are home,

just gimme a call me,

on your,

tel-e-phone.

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