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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