Plus Ca Change
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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