One cingular lie

It's been a little while since I have posted any of my original poetry. Below is a selection I drafted this evening to summarize the day's events.

One Cingular Lie

O Cingular, you lied to me
And told me that your plan
Would cost as much as AT&T
Switch now while you still can

More minutes they promised, and rollover too
Plus a camera-phone that's practically free
Then while I wasn't looking
They reached in my coat
And pilfered my wallet from me

I confirmed that my plan wouldn't cost any more
Than my current plan forced me to pay
They said that's correct, just sign here in blood
As my freedom dripped fastly away

When reviewing their site after shaking their hand
I noticed the fine printed star
My new plan would cost me ten dollars more
Plus my birthright and both of my cars

Prepare for war, O Cingular
Your system is in for a shock
I'm calling my landline each evening at 9
And not hanging up 'till 6 o'clock

I'll use each free minute accorded to me
I'll tie-up your network each day
You lied to me once, now I feel like I'm stuck
But it's you Cingular who will pay