Computer

Computer

I’ve asked Computer to help write a poem today

So far he’s not complying.

I’m sitting here with fingers poised

But he’s not even trying!

Since he’s supposed to be so smart,

He should find it a breeze

To write some lines of simple verse.

We’re not that hard to please!

I’m yawning with boredom, Computer,

Awaiting a start to your rhyme.

This is yet another example

Of a letdown one more time.

So go and have a few bytes of your microchips!

Go and hide in your Computer tower!

I know just the thing to fix you, mate!

Right now, I’ll switch off the power!

© Vi Woodhouse First published in March 2006.