For any who have been concerned
I haven’t run off yet.
There’s times I’ve thought about it
you can safely bet.
No it has been sad circumstance
my absence here of late.
Tommy Lee, and Texas too,
for now will have to wait.
This sorrow that I speak of
is not what you might think.
My precious computer has
long been on the blink.
I’ve frantically sought help for it
from everyone I know.
But none have found the reason
my computer runs so slow.
Well I’m not one to be put off
I’ve gone to the library.
So much the workers watch me now
it makes me feel contrary.
Do they not understand that
not to blogs a living hell?
Without my p.c.; like this turtle
I'm without a shell.
The End
c.d.m.8/12/09
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