Jealously Bearded

Jealously Bearded
The computers afforded to the elite and working forces are not the dells everyone 
detests to use as free ones given in all the better libraries they are the IBMS. The 
number on the backs of them are plated in real GOLD bunion old. The screens 
are made of crystal glass and fashioned as a shiny mirror made to look like 
windows hanging in midair.  The mouse has three click buttons and seldom will 
ever break from the misuse the student teachers make the housing is made with 
titanium fair. The total concept is an old one the same old song and dance. The 
man needs to eat or work or graduate if a lover or a student user. The trap is 
baited with the silver and the gold instead of just plane cheese. The end result is 
at least one million dollars worth of please. Jealous is a simple word for me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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