Too much of it
has a tendency
to produce P. A. S.*
Once you know everything,
there’s no excitement
to be had
in any direction.
Learning something new
is exhilarating,
pops my cork.
An invigorating day happens
when I can write
new information
on the R. A. M.**
of my brain.
Oh, how I pity those
who simply have
nothing else to learn.
*Pompous A_ _ Syndrome
** Random Access Memory
© cfa 11/10/2015
My Laptop has a name
Its Apple MacBook Air 13-Inch (2015)
Its life begins with a disk drive
It got various basic dialects such as C, FORTRAN, or Pascal
It has a random access memory without brain
I upgrade it when the going gets tough,
I hope my motherboard would find a fatherboard so I could have anotherboard
It house input and output devices without having a home
It performs specific operations like physicians
It use a touchpad instead of a house mouse,
If you want to go forward, backup
It can display information in a human understandable form
It got gates and windows?
It’s hardware problems are due to truck driver errors
Sometimes its program is so sick
I feel like shooting it and put it out of its memory
Output and Kaput
It defragmented my entire life
Because I find its faith in technology amusing
The operating table on my laptop is called facebook...
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