One computer, two computer
Three computer, four
Shed a tear of happiness
As five comes through the door.
The last one was demented
Made life a living Hell
Devised new ways to torture me
And did it oh so well.
This new one is an iMac
Just like the one before
But maybe not as crazy-
I can’t take that any more.
The only thing I’m asking:
That it do as it is told.
Don’t make new rules in secret
Leaving me out in the cold.
Leave the curser where I put it
Don’t erase what I type in
Don’t correct my unique spellings
That is not a game you win.
Don’t crash just as I finish
Some complicated rhyme.
Erasing all my poetry
Would be a major crime.
ljm
Mar 9, 2021
Mar 9, 2021 at 8:41 AM UTC
One computer, two computer
Three computer, four
Shed a tear of happiness
As five comes through the door.
The last one was demented
Made life a living Hell
Devised new ways to torture me
And did it oh so well.
This new one is an iMac
Just like the one before
But maybe not as crazy-
I can’t take that any more.
The only thing I’m asking:
That it do as it is told.
Don’t make new rules in secret
Leaving me out in the cold.
Leave the curser where I put it
Don’t erase what I type in
Don’t correct my unique spellings
That is not a game you win.
Don’t crash just as I finish
Some complicated rhyme.
Erasing all my poetry
Would be a major crime.
ljm
The continuing saga of iMacs with minds of their own.