Technology
A slave to technology I am
They always tell me what to do
Today I started up my car
It told me when the next service was due
As for my blooming laptop
It nearly always keeps me waiting
Every time I use this beast
It always say's that it's updating
My mobile phone is so demanding
I go to switch it on
Then I find I have lost the bloody charger
Can't find find out where it has gone
Yes everything's technology
And this I must accept
I always do the best I can
But I am out of my depth
It seems the kids, they know it all
So, I ask them to help me
Makes me feel like such a fool
But I guess that's how thing's be
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Copyright © Vera Duggan | Year Posted 2016
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