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hello, hello

 hello, hello.  where’s the nearest phone?

but, I need one with AC for a short call back home

hello, hello.  is anyone there?

does this phone work?  does anyone care?

hello, hello.  I’ve got a new international card

that should work anywhere, but won’t reach out of this yard

hello, hello.  I think I’ve gotten thru

but I’ve got a message in French, now I’m starting to stew

hello, hello.  I don’t understand

what they are saying, what they demand

hello, hello.  let’s find a new place

with a phone that really works and more AC on my face

hello, hello,  can this actually be true

your number is now ringing, soon I’ll be speaking with you

hello, hello.  please leave a message at the tone

oh well, I’ll try again tomorrow, maybe I’ll catch you at home

19 November 2000

for: Dr Michael Z. Woch

and his never ending endeavors to call home

written while aboard the Seabourn Legend