About my inadequacies with the computer, and trying to get readers.
I am computer incompatible
We are like oil and water
As my frustration grows
My temperament gets hotter
Now I can change a manifold
Or spark plugs and the wires
But when the computer
Won’t do what I want
It sets my blood on fire
My readers numbers
Are dwindling
They are becoming less
And less
So I inquire upon you
To put this to the test
Please share with others
That my humor
Is the best
Or I may have
To put
The writing dream
To rest
I can not survive
On three dollars
In a month
I need more clicks
And readers
Or my days of this
Will be few
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