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A device was born, so much fun. The iPod, a player of tunes, With songs galore, like silver moons. With colors bright, like rainbow prizes. You could store your music, oh so vast, And listen to it, from first to last. With games and videos, it could transcend. Photos and contacts, it could hold, A treasure trove, worth more than gold. The iPod's reign could not long last. Apple said goodbye, with a heavy heart, On that fateful day, they had to part. With music and more, it went far. But let's remember the iPod's song, A pioneer that sang along. Random page: XFest