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cackle, cackle, 
the phone is immeasurable, 
      	spelled like a toilet eye
in some small fancy French Hotel 

And like the opossum hiding in the 
opera house ventilation system,

gone are the days of old;
the scowl is fresh and wow

The hush is temperamental 

Red fatigue low and ripping 

The ring of the phone is funny yip

A told-you-so type of antique 
		gold humor

Ring Ring 

One sd: "My Mom taught me how to steal cable"

Ring Ring

oh now, she did,
well, shame on her

cackle cackle, 
goddammit, shame on her.