iPhone Fouray

I have bought a new gadget!
I'm very excited!
But its tiniest flaw
makes my love unrequited.

I am owed an apology
and it must be
precisely detailed,
phrased accurately.

It must be delivered
on time -- by tomorrow!
That is all that will satisfy
me in my sorrow.

I'm betrayed and heartbroken;
I dreamed of perfection.
I'm a lover who's stewing
in injured dejection.

And so I insist
(this is no idle plea)
on a message that's perfect --
delivered to me.