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My Computer Is a Fine Friend

You really think you know it all You think your so smart Than why do you sometimes stall Than don't want to start You throw at me suggestions Circling around what i asked It was a simple question And they say that you are fast I think you have tried to fool everyone With your so called known for knowledge Fooling around with people isn't called fun Tell the truth you really didn't go to collage Some say you know how to spell Others say your typing the best Maybe those people are not feeling well Cause sometimes you make my pages a mess So do i write to fast for you Really what part didn't you understand I said yes he knew Not yes he can Some say your the best My friends nicknamed you the world brain Well i think you can be a real pest And i think my friends are insane Like maybe i should loan you out Let my friends try you for awhile Soon as they see how you mess about We will see if they still smile For now i will ponder the thought Giving you the benefit of the doubt So don't mess up a lot Or its a guarantee your out

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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