Title: Sonnet S4
Seventy years ago your mother took a vow
Years on, your birth makes our experience a wow
With you consumers do take a bow,
Unlike others whose presence smell foul.
Lonely would I be without you around
Getting you; my calls have clarity of sound
S4, like this sonnet you are your own pound
So for you we make a toast
Even if nowhere; Here on this coast
You are like human who needs not coax
Galaxy S4, your android is no hoax
I pray thee, stay with me forever
That I may use you whenever
My Galaxy S4, My life companion