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Untangled at last, amid wire entwine, the lost connector newly found It will not work without it so no picture and no sound Next step to find the slot to put it in, not easy when there's a legion There's one here and another in that region Which one is it and in sets the panic Frantically trying each aperture like some old manic Still no pic, is that crackling I can hear A faint smell of burning from somewhere near Quick pull that wire out before something blows up Too late! It's already begun to erupt Like some latent volcanic mound I knew this machine was destined to confound Wrong choice of connector so it would seem But the burning and crackling have run out of steam Does anything at all work around here Technology has given me no pic, no cheer Broken, it's carefully placed with the others Awaiting return and all that bother I swear I will never again buy newfangled That blasted machine I would gladly have strangled

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