Isola Di Cubicle

Computer why are you not turning on?
Now you’re on. – meh

Opening programs before I log in.
Sometimes it is repeated more than once.
An interval of 15 minutes or more..

Finally everything is running .
It is a miracle.

The phone is older than the movie ‘Ghost.’
Surprisingly it has no dust (haha)
No to boast
Oh not to boast

Each one is in a island elbow to elbow like Hawaii
A chain it is

Marx would laugh
Oh yes he would

Every day we come to our island
Our little isola di cubicle – meh

Isola di cubicle!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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