We (finally) (might) get iPhones!

He's waited for Verizon
For so so many years,
And used his ancient Treo,
Although his colleagues jeer.

Wait, is that a stylus?
He would hear them say.
He typed on keys and waited
For this blessed day.

Now to us a savior's come,
Bearing many gifts.
You can't talk and text, but still
Our lowly spirit lifts.

My phone's end is drawing near;
I think I can hear taps,
As we move on to better things,
Better things with apps.

So, goodbye old no-G phone!
Into the past you sail.
But am I really ready yet?
I still use hotmail!