Ode to my iPad

Your ten inches tall and eight inches wide

Your the ultimate companion, that I keep by my side

Android type clones can't call themselves rivals

Your a font of all knowledge, a modern day bible

I hold you in the mornings, I grip not caress

I tap, touch and wipe, do a four finger press

You glow in the darkness, you light up the room

I flick to delete and reverse pinch to use zoom

Your apps are so numerous your uses unbound

For jotting down thoughts or experiments with sound

I record audio notes with ideas stored as logs

I write musings and thoughts in my journals and blogs

I watch 'how to' videos for tips and advice

My YouTube education is streamed with no price

I subscribe to a service and for thirty six pound

I watch all premiership footy, clear picture and sound

I read news of the day without buying the paper

Delve deep into areas with no library caper

It's a business directory with addresses galore

With maps and GPS I get steered to the door

I model and I scribble, I sketch and I draw

I crop photos and fix red eye, rotate and then store

I'm constantly loaded with snaps of my kids

No need for large albums, with my 64 gigs

I keep thousands of tunes, no more vinyl to store

And with iTunes to hand there's millions more

Podcasts for comedy or for sharpening the brain

Provide in ear entertainment, when sat on the train

Mailbox, diary, notepad and clock

Radio, TV, limitless shop

Tour guide, dictionary, magazine, Map

synth, sampler, sequencer all in an app

Board and dice games, quizzes for fun

Simulators, shoot em ups or card games for one

From buying a house or reading a book

Wittering in twitter, or updating Facebook

 My iPads ever present, as a skilled one man band

Will probably be accountable for an arthritic hand

Like rats it's never more than ten feet away

Sleeps next to me at night, and is well used in the day

It's value for money like nothing else I own

I would have got one sooner, if only I'd known

If your thinking of buying, I'd advise that you do

My only regret, is not having two

This marriage I should say, has lasted 32 weeks

So I still clean her screen, and load her with treats

I still take her out and show her my mates

Or spend nights together on one to one dates

We'll see how things go a few years down the line

When the batteries run flat, screen tarnished with time

The back no longer shines, the case is all shabby

Its filled up with junk, the apps have gone flabby

When she no longer amuses and begins to bore

It'll be time for a trade up from the apple store