Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Uncalled For

I am in Birdland at the zoo.
My cell phone falls into a flock
Of pelicans, and out of view.
One gulps the phone, but will not talk.
I borrow a friend's cell and punch in
My number and hear my ring tone -
Some song chords of "Under My Skin."
A pelican spits out my phone -
Must not be a fan of dance pop.
A zoo attendant does retrieve
My piece of mind that I did drop,
But it works not and I so grieve.

All I get is gobbledegook,
And smearings of pelican puke.