I’ve sent off my old busted iPod to buymybrokenipod.com. Two new iPod song verses have been written in it’s honor:
I wish I were a brand-new apple ipod –
The kind that people hold dear to their hearts,
But, *sigh*, because my inner springs are broken,
They’ve sent me off to Frankenstein my parts!
It’s sad to be a dying apple ipod
Whose playlists briefly pass before his screen.
I’m jealous of that new one that he’s holding;
I hope the headphones turn his earlobes green!