Helpline Poem by Phil Soar

Helpline



I rang a helpline yesterday, I'd locked myself outdoors
I waited for an answer, and I paced around the floor
They took my information and kept me holding on
And without warning, cut me off, so all contact had gone.

Friday, June 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lyn Paul 12 June 2015

Pleased you made it to tell the story. Captivating at that! Thank You

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