Priceless
What can't I live without?
Is it a tea pot with a spout?
Maybe water in a bottle,
Or a bike with a throttle.
But nothing is as priceless
As the technology that's lifeless
It keeps me company when I'm bored
Needless to say, I'm not ignored
It never leaves my side
Because without it I would die
Some say I'm crazy for bringing it along
But next to me is where it belongs
*drops the mic*
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