R.I.P. Old PC!
Oh, dear! It’s doing in my head,
The old computer is dead!
Well, perhaps not quite,
We’ll try one more time, right?
There’s a humming and clicking in the machine,
But nothing appearing on the screen.
Pull out its innards, I must,
Get rid of all that accumulated dust.
Check each point, one by one,
There seems nothing can be done.
‘It’s dead!’ I cry. ‘No a drive,’
My son says, ‘it’s still alive.’
Son’s advice: If you stick to Windows seven,
The computer won’t die and go to heaven.
Too late, Windows ten I had to load,
Now it won’t open in safe mode.
‘Rest it a day or two,’ Son says.
‘Then it’ll be as good as new.’
So while I wait for this “magic” fix,
I put my feet up and binge on Netflix.
Besides I can use my laptop or phone,
To write about the old PC in a poem.
© Lee-Anne Marie Kling 2017
Feature Photo: Japanese Tombstones (c) Lee-Anne Marie Kling 1985