An Ode to Technology.
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All weekend long I tried
to make the thing work right
it beeped and sputter futilely
and only worked at night
It hesitated, froze up
and simply looked at me
the Internet was fubar
and wouldn’t let me be
I couldn’t read the messages
or post a single thing
like days of old I wrote, composed
anticipating AOL’s old ring
But somehow I survived it
this technological lapse
reminders of the older days
when it was a piece of crap
Now I am connected
and can write freely at will
but the pen is right beside me
in case I need it still.
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