Slowly, with deliberate care, I put tension on the black nylon sling
And I aim, hardly breathing, finger ready to softly squeeze

Through my hefty optic, I can see just your face
Its every detail, every nervous expression

I wait, half-depressing the final release
And your eyes opens wide as you suddenly see me

I press, shutter clicks and the photo is taken
We review it at once on the LCD panel

"It wasn't too hard," I say, and you sigh
My friend, you are much too camera-shy!