Phone

Ring, ring. Rang. Ring-Rang Ring-Rang Rang-Rang. The phone never has answers but you answer it. So I suppose in it's bell like voice it questions... are you there? Do you still love me? Pick up the phone you bastard. Do you want to buy something? Do you want to go do something cool? Do you want to hear about the greatest politician since the last greatest politician? Do you want to give me money so you can deduct some taxes for charitable contributions? Do you want to never answer a question such as the ringing bell proposes ever again? Do you, punk? Punk ass bitches really stopped using the bell. No, now it is all about the songs, the sweet melodies, the jealousy inducing rap song or counter-cultural indie ringr you've got polluting my ears. Yes, yes... no more bells. THE BELLS, THE BELLS.