Ode....

The head thinks and ponders... the heart grieves and hurts....the soul is spent and drained.... the body is weak and tired..... what does a man have left???

The day ends and all I can hold on to is a boxed shaped device in front of me... I've got it making bouching noises through what I think are speakers.... I've got a gurl (dont ask me who) beside me.... My thoughts still running wild....... cant put me fingers on it..... I wish.... I wish.....
Phewwwww........

Pen drops!!!!