Where Have All The Phone Booths Gone

last night i saw a trellis out of the corner of my eye. there was something about the white lattice work on it that reminded me of a phone booth, and just for a second that’s what i thought it was. this morning i imagined singing where have all the phone booths gone to the tune of that old 60′s song, Where Have All The Flowers Gone. i know where they are by the way… in our pockets.