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Technology Lost
What would we do without technology? I think we would all fall into lethargy. I am upset because the computer is down It's got me running all over town. Trying to get a new modem is rough When the provider gives you nothing but guff. So you say to yourself "Myself I say... Go get your writing fix in some other way!" So over to the local library I trot Where I can hit a keyboard and keep it hot. Yet, I dread to go home to that box I have there Because all I can do is sit and stare. I could pick up a pen 'n paper I suppose To try and write some witty prose. But that makes my hands ache these days Since I learned the keyboard and its simpler ways. So I am just writing this ditty about technology lost Because when it's down...my keaster gets frost. And if any of you have been looking for me My e-mails won't open so I just can't see. Here in the library you can't speak very loud Not the way to handle a furrowed brow. Because I can't speak, hear, see, or write I guess I'll just go home and call it a night.
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