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Old Computer.

My computer is so slow, I think it has to go. Take the other night, It gave me quite a fright, I switched the thing on, only to wait for so long then it started to slowly load, it might as well have been in standby mode. It always seems when I need it most, it gives up the ghost. Now Iam not a violent man, I would not hurt a fly, but if my computer carries on, then one of us has to say bye bye. Some how I don't think it will be me, I am only one, computers there are many, you can buy them ten a penny.

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