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I buy this computer magazine Designed for idiots like me; It’s there in the index page – Essential downloads free. I follow each instruction faithfully Essentially ensuring not to mix it, Then I phone my elder son And he comes round to fix it. He mutters as he struggles It seems to take all night But fingers crossed, at last Its up and running right. He glares with mild exasperation Says, dad promise you’ll not try To do this again, but realises I don’t quite meet his eye. I love my little computer Its gives me so much fun Each finished project making Me glow with a job well done. It runs oh so smoothly It fills me with delight. I run my little computer Nearly every single night; Then I buy this computer magazine That’s designed for idiots like me And it’s full of essential downloads And every one is free …………

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Date: 1/5/2023 9:08:00 AM
i can so relate to this one, terry! the difference with me is that i'm afraid to even try, so i give you a lot of credit for your attempts (even if they get messed up)...
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Terry Ireland
Date: 1/6/2023 7:58:00 AM
I am now reformed as my no 1 son now lives 2 hours away, and no 2 son just laughs an§d says serves you right.
Date: 1/4/2023 5:52:00 PM
Hahaha! You and me both! So funny, I really enjoyed this poem. Well done!
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Terry Ireland
Date: 1/5/2023 12:26:00 AM
Thanks Julie - I am now under strict instructions NOT TO MESS

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