I've suffered a Computer CRASH ~ you see,
Another one with Windows XP,
Trying to improve my Virus Protection,
Has damaged my System selection.
Why? ~ Oh why? ~ Does it happen to me?
When my System should run simplistically,
Why when I wish to go to bed,
Do problems raise their ugly head?
But I'm lucky to also have Win98,
And I can run it ~ although it's out of date,
Hopefully, I'll find some back-up files,
And will not have to spend hours and hours.
To reload XP is an awesome task,
Which from Midnight to Morn could last,
Unless I can find some files saved,
And get the sleep my body craves.
I've found a Directory called ‘Root C',
Will luck this Morn be kind to me?
Pity, it was not to be,
I'll have to spend time to reload XP.
© Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 11 December 2006
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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