Computer tutor, futile! I’ll reboot.
Defeat. Decide on retreating, eating!
Installing failing, emailing astute
Wiser advisor, while pies are heating.
I could say non-PC stuff ’bout PCs
That tease me in this sleazy, weaselly way.
Pop in CD, an easy-peasy wheeze,
Program, camcorder, DVD. But hey,
You can’t see my USB connection,
Although a moment ago, so you could.
Why change? It’s strange, like partner’s affection;
First all’s well, then it’s hell. Are you a dud?
I’ll call you Adelle, but then maybe not.
Commitment is something that I’ve not got.
Tue 7 Nov 2006
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