Oh my god Ive lost it
Life will never be the same
I think it might have fallen
Down that great big bloody drain
I've checked in all my pockets
My handbag and the chair
It looks as though I've dropped it
When i stepped outside for Air
Can someone try to call it
And listen for the sound
There's every chance I'll hear it ring
From underneath the ground
Should I call a plumber?
The council or the police?
Maybe I could tell her
It's been stolen by a thief
A mobile phone
Her pride and joy
It's what makes life worth living
Texting,Calling,Internet
Don't think she'll be forgiving
©.Diane Heron
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