Did you ever have any Poetic computer issues?
Keys,not 99 ,but at least 116 that I see,
Wires running to an open box,made by me.
Megabytes of ram,Yes ma.am,I type slowly,no rush,
The last poem about just coffee,meant no fuss.
My screen shows a dangling hand,not scary,
Busy with my hands,but not 5 finger Mary.
Whoops,Is that permitted?poetry on Yahoo?
Sure enough,I slipped a lot worse through.
My mouse got thirsty,drank soda that i spilled,
40 gigabytes,disks burning,another computer killed.
Threw it out the window,from the 5 th floor,
Many used parts,let me go get more.
Went to my friends,dead ones,all in boxes,
I crack up laughing,they even used Troxx's.
Putting pieces together,How come it won't work again?
Coffee in my cup,outlet in the wall,plug it in and grin.
BOOM!!! Guess I can never win..