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Mar 2019
Computer’s not working, my phone’s out of order
Repair man is here, he’s crossed over the border
Into no man’s land, where the power is weak
And in order to run he must give it a tweak
And here I am sitting just twiddling my thumbs
Needing to talk on the phone and jabber my gums
And still there’s no action, no way to call home
No wifi or signals or even Google Chrome
So I have to wait with patience, until he is done
I’m jumping up and down and that is no fun
Repair man please save me and make things just right
Put things back in place and the screws, make them tight
Give me back my TV, my WiFi and phone
I’ll find some more dollars, and even take a loan
So things can go back to normal, and work as before
Or you may find me passed out right here on the floor
Shamai
Written by
Shamai  Israel
(Israel)   
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