For a present, on a cold and grey December morn another little iPod child was born. It was a Nano.
And my Sweet Lady sighed, ’cause if there’s one thing that she don’t need it’s another gadget blog for me to read. It’s a Nano.
People don’t you understand, my runnin’ needs a helpin’ hand. I like to have some music with me some days. Take a look at Fleet Feet, they’ve got accessories! So we can run a marathon and listen all the way.
And my CDs burned. So I ripped them all and made a list and synced it all. It was a jif. On my Nano.
I’d do long runs with tons of fun and listen to the Cure or the Rising Sons. On my Nano.
Then one day such great frustration my Nano died away. I tried to boot. I tried to charge. I tried the wheel but it’s bricked so hard.
And my Sweet Lady sighs. As I make a plan to see a man about my Nano.
As our credit dies on a cool and grey Holly Springs morn another little iPod child is born. It’s a Nano.
It’s a Nano.
It’s a Nano.