Oh iPad, how smooth is your touch and GUI so flawless

Oh how I wish my budget was just as lawless
But alas, as I stare into your glassy cold surface,
My heart sinks for you serve me no purpose

But soon Mr. Jobs will no doubt give you an update!
Maybe a camera, a stand, and a infrared sensor!
Until then little one I will watch them review you
With spite they will scorn you, mock you, and tease you

But do not dismay for just as before,
After some time, they’ll end up with one and maybe more…