12 O'Clock 12 O'Clock 12 O'Clock
12 o'clock... 12 o'clock... 12 o'clock!
How do you set this damn clock
Thought of bashing it to bits with a hammer
To get the damn flashing to stop
Always assumed I was quite intelligent
But technology has me bamboozled
Tried reading the manual but that didn't work
To comprehend, from my brain came refusal
My smart *** ten year old nephew happened by
"Not a problem dear uncle, I'll fix it"
Two minutes later, the damn flashing stopped
Felt dorkish and kind of a twit
My fervent prayer which I possess without malice
Is for technology to bury this young geek
In a deluge of bits and bytes and firewalls
Till he no longer can get a good night's sleep!
© Jack Ellison 2012
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2012
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