I have (on the occasion few)
Spent languid moments focusing
On one infernal bane of lift
The phone that simply will not ring!
As icy glare I cast its way
And on its silence pondering
I put my present life "on hold"
Just waiting for the phone to ring.
Oh hideous friend! \Your silence screams
And in its lack of thundering
My ears strain ever harder for
The music of your precious ring.
In China far my babe awaits
I'll fly to her on silvered wing
The minute that I get the call
Oh God! Why won't the damned thing ring?
And now again I go to bed
Yet even in my sleep I cling
To hope that I'll be waked tonight
When at long last, the phone will ring.
-Debbie Bodie
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