My Computer

It's time consumin'

Quite inhuman -----

Keeps me fumin',

MY COMPUTER!!

I enter in a CD Rom

Then w w and dot com

Sometimes I'd like to use a bomb

On MY COMPUTER!!

Of course you have to have a mouse

With a pad (guess that's its house)

It claims it's here to help me browse

On MY COMPUTER!!

Key-board, modem, monitor too,

Then a printer for what I do -----

If anything at all comes through

On MY COMPUTER!!

    New things, each day they invent

I know they'll never be content

Until I've spent my last red cent

On MY COMPUTER!!

Still these feelings 'round me lurk,

That If I wasn't such a jerk

I might one day get it to work -----

MY COMPUTER!!

Finally this poem is done -----

It's been a kind of special one,

And writing is has sure been fun -----

On MY TYPEWRITER!!

Pearl E. Cain