Bloody Computers

Yesterday 
my computer fried
yesterday
my car just died 
yesterday 
my house burnt down 
now I'm out on the street 
dressed like a clown 
I want to go back 
to live in a cave 
gave up on technology
I ain't that brave  
give me a river 
where I can catch fish
it may be only a dream 
 but it's a bloody good wish
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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