An Ode to iOS 6
With apologies to Keats, Burns, Eliot, Seuss (and anyone else who can push a noun against a verb) and to Steve Jobs.
Oh iOS 6, oh iOS 6, methinks you need an iOS fix.
Instead of fiddling with our apps,
You should have let us keep our maps.
And now you send us 'cross the nation
Whilst searching for a subway station.
Tell me, don't you think it's weird
That half my apps have disappeared?
It is absurd, please mark my words
I cannot find my angry birds.
My wifi woes won't go away,
I dearly rue this awful day.
Instead of feeling more connected
This software patch leaves me dejected.
And Siri's voice, so cool and crisp,
Clearly thinks I have a lisp.
And plainly though I asked for scissor,
She gives me synonyms for thither.
And now my hours are in pursuit,
Instead of Apples, other fruit.
And I'm not thinking orange or cherry,
I think next time, 'twill be Blackberry.
Oh iOS 6, oh iOS 6, methinks you need an iOS fix.
With apologies to Keats, Burns, Eliot, Seuss (and anyone else who can push a noun against a verb) and to Steve Jobs.
Oh iOS 6, oh iOS 6, methinks you need an iOS fix.
Instead of fiddling with our apps,
You should have let us keep our maps.
And now you send us 'cross the nation
Whilst searching for a subway station.
Tell me, don't you think it's weird
That half my apps have disappeared?
It is absurd, please mark my words
I cannot find my angry birds.
My wifi woes won't go away,
I dearly rue this awful day.
Instead of feeling more connected
This software patch leaves me dejected.
And Siri's voice, so cool and crisp,
Clearly thinks I have a lisp.
And plainly though I asked for scissor,
She gives me synonyms for thither.
And now my hours are in pursuit,
Instead of Apples, other fruit.
And I'm not thinking orange or cherry,
I think next time, 'twill be Blackberry.
Oh iOS 6, oh iOS 6, methinks you need an iOS fix.