My Computer Poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska

Here is my dearest friend computer.

It is much more cuter than anybody else.

And... it is certainly my best tutor.

I sometimes feel nervous or sad

And it is always neutor, my computer.

But sometimes it behaves like an executer

Showing the things I don't like

Thinking I am just a looker.

It keeps mute as a fish, my computer.

But puts me sometimes into a fluter.

Oh, my dearest computer!

It is such a cure and even rude.

And behaves like a lure.

It can be ruder than anything else

Then I am in a stupor.

But...it is still my super.

It is my best curator.

It gives me a cue or something new.

The rest about it I'll tell you later.