Touch screens are like touchy ladies
Dainty but devilish, with numerous anomalies
The tiniest trigger is enough
And you will be battling the smooth with the rough
How they take chagrin with no provocation
You would have meant a simple touch
And it rubs in, the temper flies off in a different direction
You need to swipe or pinch with pin-point precision
Lest you send your ‘lady' for a wrong mission
For instance, her puckered lips, may showcase a kiss
But would you imagine it could suck-out your soul
Into the nightly abyss?
how touchy can they be;
They swoon at the slightest sight of the disorderly
They cannot reign in the chaos
Nor can they battle life’s roguish toss;
They know not to endure
And with them around,
you would be safe less, and sorry more, for sure
these touchy ladies lack the sporting spirit
you cannot take it light & easy while in their gambit
Where the touch should have been a sensuous pleasure
to lure one afar, you wake up too late
to the pinch and the pressure?
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