Computers sometimes make me want to tear my hair out, but usually it is my own fault.

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I must say I’m feeling red faced,
As when trying some poetry to write,
My computer crashed without warning
And my efforts disappeared from sight.
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I wondered what could be the matter
As I searched for faults all around,
But nothing I did made a difference,
A solution just could not be found.
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I fiddled with it for an hour or two.
My stress levels now were quite high.
I knew the time had finally come
And a new computer I had to buy.
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Oh where was I to get the pennies
That would pay for this desperate need?
In order to buy a computer
My hubby I couldn’t feed.
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Gallantly he agreed to cut back
On spending for a week or two,
And I put on my coat and grabbed my bag
As some computers we had to view.
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At the last moment I decided
To take my old laptop along,
In the hope that maybe someone
Could tell me what was wrong.
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Well I spent quite a long time untangling
All the wires that were lying about,
Then I went to pull plug from the adaptor
To my shame it was half hanging out.
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I couldn’t believe my stupidity
And I plugged it in as tight as could be,
And the computer came on and is working
Just as well as it ever could be.
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Christine Ramsay 15.4.11
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