My four computers have continual "issues" that tax my patience and steal my precious time to write.

To upgrade or not to upgrade? That is the question.

Tech Wars

My computer's been choking,
and about to seize.
When it used to compute,
with relative ease.

Got Microsoft on it,
but forgot my keys.
She said, "Dat’s okey."
From India or Belize.

She took control,
and soon was gone.
Pillaging my software,
from dusk until dawn.

My cursor was flying,
and the Leopard was loose.
My mouse disappeared,
like a blue screened goose.

With its Vista gates wide open,
XP-diting its demise,
iPhone for a pizza,
but the GPS lies.

My scanner was scanning,
across a screenshot sky.
When it zipped up a virus,
and went bye-bye.

My backup was backing up,
when it hit an end of file.
The drive kept on spinning,
spewing tape a mile.

My memory is over extended,
and my bus is delayed.
I'll never finish this poem,
with my spyware slayed.

Copyright 2008 © Ronald W. Hull

6/14/08