I invoke incantations of you,

O Graham Bell, Thou art great.

Fingers play the numbers,

A gruff voice at the other end "HELLO"

The receiver is slammed.

The play of fingers again

A sweet music floats down the line,

A Voice feminine, "Hello!!"

A hundred smoochy kisses

are sent down the line...

The sweet thing is perplexed.

...who is this, it repeats...

A silence hangs....

My curiosity rises to ejaculate.

"HELLO, who is it??" Absured!

....Love itself personified.

I dared, she dared

And we talked all day.

That was the day, and

This is the day

The phone continues to be the link...

Oh Grahm Bell, thou art great.