The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Jun 29, 2006
The Little Black Case
As the song by Engelbert says...
'Please release me, let me go...'
When Terri brought me home
You didn't really want to know.
Yet, when you needed my help
To make you look chic,
You were very quick
To nab me for the clinic.
I look smart with my handle
And two little wheels.
It makes you look posh
As you forge your deals.
Now you tell Terri you will
hold me to ransom.
Oh Boy! I never realised
I was so handsome!
Oh come on, Viking!
Play the game!
You only keep me
Because I have a name.
That little label,
The one near the zip.
Is why you keep me,
To make you feel Hip!