R.I.P.i.P.o.d.

I can't believe my iPod's gone

It's dead, dead, DEAD. It won't turn on

For weeks the iPod battery

Had not been working good for me.

So now, without, I now can see

The iPod is a big part of me

And my collection of music

Without, I am, it makes me sick

And awfuller still the truth is this

"I MUST REPLACE" and soon forthwith

80 gig classic in black or white

So I can listen both day and night

Or maybe I should by the "Touch"

"Would I use the wi-fi?", not that much

My dillemna is a real decision

And in my heart I feel derision

Do you think? Is it a Maybe?

That I don't need an iPod you see.

Nah.. put that thought out' my head

I world without earbuds, I fear and dread

So off to Craigslist to find a deal

And no eating out a costly meal.

Save my dollars for such a time later

To get a new mp3 player.