My Computer
My computer's flat on every side
and tapping it goes thump.
Inside the wires are fully charged,
their signals going jump.
A big bold button turns it on
while pushing in your thumb.
Then boots up slow in little chirps
going faster as they come.
The keyboard clicks with every key
I type to let me in,
to form a password I should know
much longer than my PIN.
But when inside I gasp to see
around the world wide net.
And thankful I can see the world
through others I have met.
I cherish my computer box;
who's insides hold the world.
And never been more satisfied
or had my toes as curled.
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