Cheeses crust, I pray and grouse
nothing better be amiss
(lest I contact butter business bureau)
regarding Macbook Pro
universal serial bus
interface allowing, enabling,
and providing communication
courtesy optical mouse,
cuz said device sputters
with fits and starts,
while scrolling thru memory lane
oft times necessitating
yours truly, a poetic hip cat
(albeit poor - unable
to afford nine lives)
to remove than reattach
plug into universal serial port,
yet could resort to touch screen,
if push came to shove
this right handed
creature of habit (me)
cannot slide left
handed stubby fingers
across touch screen
nowhere near fast
as greased lightning
summarily describing dexterity
coordinating, guiding, maneuvering...
flashing cursor nimbly jetting
across Lenovo external screen
(simultaneously spurring inspiration
to break out in song)
solo (you can not hear me) ,
or tenor (or so miles away)
aural a cappella
with zippity dude da...
speculating farfetched
hair brained notion
will prove corrective
amazingly, inexplicably, undoubtedly...
suddenly restore functionality
pertaining to quirky
erratic, problematic, quixotic...,
mini retractable peripheral
electronic accouterment,
else... (cue dum...dum...dum)
the unthinkable outcome
hiring mice elf as ratty mole
courtesy Ukrainian president
Volodymyr Zelensky
biden my time
since dishing out precious money,
(yea... I know
essentially mere pennies)
but unavailable,
not even meager funds accessible
more difficult versus
getting blood from a stone
linkedin to rich Uncle Sam,
who disowned me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem