iPod, it was a normal day.
You've been my friend for so long, I thought you'd be okay.
It was sunny, like normal. Nothing seemed wrong. You gave me music to run to.
Suddenly, the sky broke open.
I didn't think anything of it.
I'm sorry, poor iPod!
You kept giving music to the end
I laid you beside the computer and went on my way
But then!
You wouldn't work, dear iPod.
Oh, my distress! What happened?
Did water get into your heart?
Oh, iPod! I can no longer listen to you as I run.
Exercise will be mundane.
Late nights of listening to audiobooks are history.
Dear, iPod, I miss you.
I've done all I can for you.
The Basmati rice isn't helping draw out the water.
Is there hope?
Are you dead, dear iPod?
Or will you awake?
Running hasn't been the same without you, iPod.
There's not any music in life.
Wake up, little grey iPod.
If nothing works, I shall have to say good-bye.
I may have to get another iPod...
But it won't be the same.
Good-bye, little iPod.
I shall always remember you.
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