Rapunzel and Her Tower
Once upon a time, in a faraway land,
Rapunzel came home with a cell phone in hand.
Splint was the chosen provider for her
But something awful was bound to occur.
She called up her prince without any worry
But what had been happiness soon became furry.
There was no cell signal that could be found
So she dropped the phone onto the ground.
Back from the store, Rapunzel was happy.
She returned with Herizon, it wasn’t as crappy.
That night before bed she sent out a text
To Cindy and Snow about what to do next,
But the text never sent to the girls that she loved
So out the window the phone was shoved.
What would she do with two towers down?
All she could do was head back to town.
Now at the store, the salesman was confused,
But Rapunzel was not, in the slightest, amused.
He handed her a phone with hesitation and glee,
“This one here has…EP&P!”
Rapunzel went home to try the new cell out
And in a minute she began to pout.
She couldn’t upload her new selfie she took,
So she through her phone into the brooke.
The last choice she had was not as great
And so C-Mobile became her fate.
She did not even get out of the store
Before she threw the phone on the floor.
A text wouldn’t send and a post wouldn’t load,
A call wouldn’t connect just right down the road!
She finally gave up and then threw a fit.
The salesman said, “Rapunzel, please sit.”
The salesman told her she had tried every phone.
Thus, her loneliness was set in stone.
Rapunzel returned to her tower empty-handed.
In order for service, moving was demanded.
Her tower was outside of each towers’ range
So maybe it was time for a change?
She breathed a sigh and laid down in bed.
“Maybe I should try email instead.”
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