Twas the night before iPhone,
we’d seen it before,
the dorks and the geeks
click-click-clicking once more.
The nerds, not lined up,
As before was their custom,
This time more relaxed
For pre-ordered they must-of.
Version 4 of the iPhone
Would arrive right on cue
For all good girls and boys
Just like me and like you.
Lauren snug in her jammies,
But Brad’s plane delayed,
Lloyd saying goodbye —
His old iPhone dismayed.
When what to his clickity
Mouse should show up?
This time Fake Steve Jobs
Who knew it? What luck!
“More gigabytes! More battery!
Gyroscopes and compasses!
HD video recording!
Better cameras with flashes!
The display? Twice as good
Yes, we think it’s a winner
Now with glass front and back.
Twenty-four percent thinner!”
He smiles as he spoke:
“See? it wasn’t a fad.”
As he pulled from his pack,
a tiny, down-sized iPad.
He tossed it to Lloyd
The turned round to go,
His work here now done,
yet much further to go.
But I heard him exclaim
As he rode out of site,
“It’s still AT&T.”
“I can’t do everything right.”