It's not a mess
But cleaned
Drawers are easy to open
My work nicely filed.
My screen
Big enough.
Great sounds comes out of it
Well it's all god's music
I prefer to listen to it
When I'm at work.
2 hours sometimes more
Is the time I spend on it
Then it's off to another
But that I call is the internet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem