THAT VOICE

There's a voice out there in that C.B. land...
I look forward responding to.
Oh, I also enjoy the rest of the group,
But it's just more, well, special with you.
 
This voice, tho distant, strikes me more...sincere,
When I hear it thru all that noise,
That's one reason I always go back
To that very pleasant voice.
 
It brightens my night to hear that voice
Break thru and say, "Hey!  Hi Joe!"
I waste no time 'keying-up'
With a "HI!  And how does it go?"
 
We have a problem occasionally,
And lose contact, on the air...
So next comes dear ol' 'Ma Bell'...
I'm sure glad that phone is there!
 
The moment it rings I'm off the air,
Saying, "Gotta go..got a 'double-L'.
The wise cracks I hear are rather amusing...
One guy jeered "Mmmmm, I'm gonna tell!"
 
Then a gal yelled, "Hey wait Joe, don't go,
Who was that you were talking to?"
It tickles me then to go back and say,
"Gotta go now, but I'll get back to you!"
 
The fun continues on the two-way,
But it's better on the telephone when..
On C.B. five minutes is their limit
And we talk 'till the early A.M.!
 
Well reader, you've probably guessed
This voice is not that of a man...
And for this pleasure I'm thankful to God
For the privilege of knowing 'ANN'.
 
Ann, you're knowledgable, alert and responsive,
And really fun to know...
OH HELL!  YOU'RE APPRECIATED!!
Signed.................Papa Joe!
 
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