On the phone, my sister says

It wasn’t me, I didn’t do it

but my computer is throwing a fit

Slow down I say, stop the ranting

I can’t understand your frantic panting

What is it doing, explain to me,

without all the frivolity

I need to know, what you have done

before this problem had begun

did you install a game, an update or anything?

I don’t know she quickly says, I just turned it on

to be faced with this.

If I had a nickel for, each time I’ve heard her roar

For skills she thinks that I posess,

I’d be a millionaire, by this time

Instead of trying to make this rhyme.