My Computer Is Haunted
When I boot up, my screen starts to flash.
I’m thinking that, the hard drive might crash.
Then, strange grunting sounds, I start to hear.
And I’m hoping that, it’s not my worst fear.
My colors are streaky. My screen looks all freaky.
I’m all alone, and something is creaky.
I’m sure hoping my hard drive don’t crash.
But, something should happen, ‘cause I’m out of cash.
Moaning sounds coming from the box that’s oblique.
And I start to think, that’s it’s something unique.
Maybe it’s something, a technician could tweak.
Then, I’ll get it fixed, maybe later this week.
It’s starting to thunder, and I start to wonder,
What if it’s not over, but from down under.
What will I do, if my hard drive should crash.
Just when I happen, to be out of cash.
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