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That Machine

Why does a machine go to sleep? You leave it for five or ten minutes, depending on your favoured setting, and, well, down it goes. It's a machine. You want to throttle it! One is so miffed, and so pissed off. I had a friend who queried why I dropped off for five or ten. I would open my eyes; his glared, were vexed. I would stare. He wanted to smother me. Friends appear in different forms. I love my computer; I love my friend. Each has a favoured setting. A setting favoured by it, by him, by me. (17 Feb 2024)

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Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 2/17/2024 5:21:00 PM

clever and this poem made me smile. My computer goes to sleep after 3 minutes. I do the same thing at night when I sit down to watch TV with hubby. I fall asleep within 5 minutes. Not his favorite setting for me :-) well done, sir. Have a great evening. Sara

Andrew John
Date: 2/20/2024 5:58:00 AM

Interesting. It affects us in different ways. It can be set: 10 mins; 30 mins; whatever. But it will go off while you're making that cup of coffee or tea. Oh, hell! Come back!