Marconi claimed me

Though Tesla was

My true father

The custody battle

Outlasted both

I was a miracle

Before the Wright boys even flew

Mastered the air

While they were still tinkering

Speaking first in clipped tones

Set off by sparks

I shocked the world

When the great ship sank

Then I found my true voice

Sang lullabies to farm kids

And told everyone

About the Great War

Sure beat that Victrola

Caught even Mr. Edison

By surprise

But when they shrank me

I really took off

Spent summers at the beach

Singing surfer tunes

And serenading lovers

At Lookout Point

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The "noisy cousin" to the subject of my poem, "Offerings"

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