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Once upon a time in days of old,
When knights were bold and tales were told,
There came a device both strange and new,
A wondrous thing, a telephone, oh how it flew!

With wires of copper and a box of black,
It brought the world together, never looking back.
No longer did distance matter or miles apart,
For with the telephone, a voice could reach the heart.

It started with a simple ring, a trilling sound,
A call to action, a summons profound.
An operator would connect you to your friend,
And soon your voice would never have to end.

The telephone became a household name,
A marvel of technology, a cherished game.
It brought us closer, bridged the gap,
And in its own way, helped us adapt.

With the click of a button and a dial of a wheel,
The world was yours to conquer and to feel.
No longer were you bound by time and place,
For with the telephone, you could win the race.

And though the times may change and technology advance,
The telephone will always have a special place in our hearts.
For it was the first to break the mold,
And bring us all together, young and old.

So here's to the telephone, a truly epic tale,
A device that changed the world and will never fail.
Its legacy will live on forevermore,
A shining example of humanity's never-ending quest for more.

Once upon a time in days of old,
When knights were bold and tales were told,
There came a device both strange and new,
A wondrous thing, a telephone, oh how it flew!

With wires of copper and a box of black,
It brought the world together, never looking back.
No longer did distance matter or miles apart,
For with the telephone, a voice could reach the heart.

It started with a simple ring, a trilling sound,
A call to action, a summons profound.
An operator would connect you to your friend,
And soon your voice would never have to end.

The telephone became a household name,
A marvel of technology, a cherished game.
It brought us closer, bridged the gap,
And in its own way, helped us adapt.

With the click of a button and a dial of a wheel,
The world was yours to conquer and to feel.
No longer were you bound by time and place,
For with the telephone, you could win the race.

And though the times may change and technology advance,
The telephone will always have a special place in our hearts.
For it was the first to break the mold,
And bring us all together, young and old.

So here's to the telephone, a truly epic tale,
A device that changed the world and will never fail.
Its legacy will live on forevermore,
A shining example of humanity's never-ending quest for more.

Once upon a time in days of old,
When knights were bold and tales were told,
There came a device both strange and new,
A wondrous thing, a telephone, oh how it flew!

With wires of copper and a box of black,
It brought the world together, never looking back.
No longer did distance matter or miles apart,
For with the telephone, a voice could reach the heart.

It started with a simple ring, a trilling sound,
A call to action, a summons profound.
An operator would connect you to your friend,
And soon your voice would never have to end.

The telephone became a household name,
A marvel of technology, a cherished game.
It brought us closer, bridged the gap,
And in its own way, helped us adapt.

With the click of a button and a dial of a wheel,
The world was yours to conquer and to feel.
No longer were you bound by time and place,
For with the telephone, you could win the race.

And though the times may change and technology advance,
The telephone will always have a special place in our hearts.
For it was the first to break the mold,
And bring us all together, young and old.

So here's to the telephone, a truly epic tale,
A device that changed the world and will never fail.
Its legacy will live on forevermore,
A shining example of humanity's never-ending quest for more.