TOYS

Dropped my phone in the toy- let It leapt in, like a fish And although hard and thick and made of steel This plaything took quite a hit.

I guess it was a sign, From the planets, stars or gods, To stop this petty squandering Of work I should have done in wads.

So now I'm stuck in time A feat I'd always thought I wished To be cut off from the outside world One which I should not miss.

While I do not yearn for that extra link, I thought I would digress These folly thoughts in poetry: A bit of silliness.