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Computer Complications


Complications like hailstones sky born fall about,
you either go out or remain inside, staying is about to die...
an argument internally comes about, excuses and rationales
you've got to roll up your sleeves and try...

This morning the computer played games with my mind,
I had to try, the media is new to me the solution is to solve
the quandary, search about and akin to an explorer sigh...

Now my typing is nil, I never learned how, school was amiss,
algebra and parsing sentences didn't help at all...
even the headings were not assistive, couldn't understand.

I re-booted the wired connections and started once more...
the functions worked, luck or skill I didn't know,
attempting and manipulating produces hopefully a decent show...
but I'm completing this journey and now I've got to go.

2nd May, 2007

Author: Roy Schoenberg - Bay Shore, New York.

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