Jim Tidd Poet Rhyme

Thwarted

They say that it’s smart, and ultimately wise,
for many passwords a person to devise,
to protect access and block meddling hands,
stopping those e-thieves and other brigands.

So I make up code words, a vast array,
I must use one hundred during the day,
mostly at work and definitely home,
and with the laptop wherever I roam.

I use variations from all seven children,
brothers and sisters, nicknames and given,
combinations of numerals important to me,
one that included a grand forty-three.

In the game rooms I’m studlymanone,
Though used awesomelovr for a short run.
Employed every pet name I’ve ever had,
Buttons, and Curly, and Slobberdogbad.

Some are so secret, I can’t tell you here,
and I change them, three times a year.
So now I’m safe and online protected,
any intrusion quickly detected.

But now I’m stalled like a morning commuter,
cause I forgot the code to unlock my computer!

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Pandita Sietesantos July 8, 2014 at 4:29 PM Hehehehe - this is rather witty - a clever write - love it - sounds a lot like what usually happens to me. I am always forgetting all the various unique combinations/variations that I come up with and can't keep track of:-)lol. Too bad on me!