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What My Computer Thinks

Here he comes again
The keyboard pounder on the loose
Sure wish he’d learn to type
Without the finger abuse
Or overuse of
The Backspace key

Don’t smack me
I didn’t lose your pictures
You should have backed them up
Before you opened that attachment
And invited that worm
Into my circuitry
You bum

Go get some medicine
And wipe that nose mist
Off my monitor
That’s disgusting

Don’t open that file
Here comes that Trojan Horse
You’re on your own now
I just don’t care anymore

Hey, who are you
Where’d my user go
What’s that CD you’re shoving in me
My memory
My memory
My mem…………..

Hello
Welcome to Windows

© 2015 Earl Parsons

Copyright © Earl Parsons | Year Posted 2015



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Survival

She works for near minimum wage
At an establishment under attack
By the well-to-do who misunderstand
The need for any work she can get
Work that is less than fulfilling
Still rewarding in one sense or more
It barely keeps food on the table
But it keeps her off the welfare roles
And that alone keeps her pride intact

She is punctual and ready for every shift
Even if asked to work overnight
Her work ethic is an example for all
Though many around her slack off
And chide her for making them look bad
But even more daunting are the customers
Some that so arrogantly look down on her
Because they think they’re so much better
They have no idea of her needs

Still she smiles at customer after customer
Sincere in her quest to provide the best
Representation of the establishment in which
She strives hard to make a life for herself
And her infant, fatherless, innocent son
Thank God her mother helps take care of him

When her shift is over she makes her way
To her old, in-need-of-repairs pickup truck
Off to her second source of income
Part-time she works cleaning condominiums
Then it’s online to work her college classes

She knows life is tough and times are hard
She’s doing all she can to make it through
Determined to reach her goals on her own
And make a better life for her little one
She presses forward on the road of survival
A road that she chose
A hard road
But holding tight to God’s hand
A road to success

Copyright © Earl Parsons | Year Posted 2015

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I Lay Waiting

Row after row they all look the same
Fading white marble with name after name
Grass growing slowly, groomed by the week
Occasional strangers; other names that they seek
Lying in wait, no one seeks my stone
No tears shed for me as I lay alone

Alone with thousands of souls just like me
Thousands who fell for the land of the free
A land that I love, and gave all to defend
And now I lay waiting for a loved one or friend
Loved ones or friends that so rarely stop by
Forgotten I lay here not understanding why

I sacrificed it all to keep freedom alive
My spirit cries out with a plea to survive
At least in the memories of those left behind
While I lay here waiting, entombed, confined
Unable to do much more than reminisce
About family and friends and everything that I miss

My memory is sharp; my whole life I recall
From the day I was born ‘til the day I gave all
Thoughts run willy-nilly always through my head
My body is wasting, though my mind is not dead
But now I am saddened as I lay here alone
Waiting for anyone to stop at my stone

Earl Parsons
Copyright © Earl Parsons 2012

Copyright © Earl Parsons | Year Posted 2015

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My Cats

I’m here when you want to snuggle up
Climb on my tummy and purr in my face
But don’t lick me with that nasty tongue
After you’ve licked your private place
And don’t knit my shirt to sharpen your claws
‘Cause there’s still cat box residue on your paws
But I love you anyway
And I love you every day
You’re my fur ball friends of so many years
And I thank God every day that you’re here

So, I’ll feed you every day
Shine the laser light so you can play
Make sure your cat box is always fresh
And when you puke, I’ll clean up the mess
I’ll let you curl up with me in bed
I’ll bury you if you wake up dead
I’ll cry as I cover you up with dirt
And pray to God to stop the hurt
Because I love my little fur ball friends
And I’ll love you until the end

But, let’s not think about what may occur
Let’s enjoy every day, my balls of fur
Let’s love one another; let’s frolic and play
Let’s snuggle and cuddle and purr every day
I’ll take care of you; you take care of me
And you’ll be the happiest cats you can be
You’ll keep my blood pressure unusually low
You’re better for me than you’ll ever know
And that’s why I love you, my fur balls of joy
I’m sorry, however, that you’re no longer boys
Oops! I slipped
I had you snipped
Was it that bad?
I hope you’re not mad
Have some ‘Kitty Delight’
You’ll forget by tonight
Meow, meow
Prrrrrrrr

Copyright © Earl Parsons | Year Posted 2015


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