Scourge of the mobile phone

It’s a sickening fact, but it’s true People prefer their phone to you Remove their phones, there will be sorrow, There will be no life after tomorrow. Everybody playing with their phones I’m fed up with ringtones Adam would have remained alone If that apple had been a mobile phone. It must be my age, another generation We communicated by talk, not notification In future people won’t be datable Just microchipped and IT compatible.