A poem about one of the greatest inventions...iPods.

Here's the poem, which I just wrote on the spot:

An iPod is something I cherish

It's small and it's sleek, it looks kinda squarish.

Holds music and such, with incredible ease

A fine piece of work (wish they grew on trees...)

They come in all sizes, all colors and weights

They rock in your pocket, and in all the states.

:D