Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
-2013-
Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 