I forgot to take my phone out of my pocket
And it found its way into the wash
I did not detect my foolish mistake
Until it fell out of the dryer and I yelled, “Oh Gosh”
Well, Gosh was not the real word I used
In fact, expletives just rolled off my tongue
But my beloved pink razor sat in three distinct pieces
Its last text message was sent; its last ring tone was rung
So, off I went to the phone store
To pick out a new device
I wanted a basic, no frills gadget
Something simple at a reasonable price
But there was this wall at the phone store
Filled with these new models I never knew existed
The salesman told me to take one out for a ride
At first, I said no, but he really insisted
Well, now I don’t care about my stupid pink razor
My new phone glows in the dark and its color is royal blue
The camera takes high quality pictures
And Etta James sings “At Last” when a call comes through
Goodbye Razor, you served me well
But a new phone has taken your place
Sure, it will take me two years to again learn call waiting
But by then a new upgrade will take this phone’s place
Donna Cavanagh-MyVeryOwnFan.com