One day, I came to work and turned my computer on. Keys clicking, lights blinking; it put out a loud moan. I knew; I was in big trouble from the very beginning. She was smoking, this game; I would not be winning. I threw a bucket of cold water on her to lower her fever. She said, "I have a virus." I did not want to believe her. All of a sudden; bright red sparks and juice began to fly. She singed my long black hair and would not let met by. We kicked, bit, scratched, and fought for almost an hour. I finally gave up, because she had all the mighty power. There will be no more high tech computers for me. I would rather be attacked by a little killer bee. Copyright 1995 (c) Marva L. Dowdin
Reason for writing:
This is another poem from my book, 'When It's Ok to Be Crazy!'
My book is for the young and old. My poems are very funny and
comical; to add a little bit of sunshine into someone's life.
Some are true and some pure fantasy.
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