Phone Bored

You know...

The phone rings

And rings

Rings

And it's never for me

I sit by it

It's close to me

But it never seems to be

The ones who say they'll call

But even the ones that say they won't

Do

And the ones who say they will

Won't

So I sit by the toner

I and this loner

And wait for it all

But as I sit

Wondering who new to meet

My foot

Falls asleep