Not in private, not in bed,
the wedded bliss will not be fed
by such.
No ubiquitous keys will find my touch.
Mobile is as mobile does,
tying strings that cut and buzz
your life;
I’ll not be made to know such strife.
Tablets, pads, and newest trends
cause friction, removing calm, rescinds
much peace;
once allowed an entry, it'll never cease.
So, tie me down, without restraint,
to wondrous matters, without the taint
of strings;
I'm simple when it comes to these things.