Paronoid Printer

The printer has gone berserk
Throwing out my work
Launching A4 paper asunder 
Is it any wonder
That if you need to make haste
It is easier to copy and paste
Halt bedeviled font copying machine
Such tandrum I have never seen
A4 all over the desk and floor
Throw the switch, pull the plug
Damage you will do no more
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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