High Tech and High Strung

The computer is congested

With all the stuff it’s ingested -

The silly poems that I’ve devised

And the inane things I’ve surmised.

Yes indeedy it’s been force-fed

All my foolish nonsense instead

Of important things and the like.

Now it’s told me to take a hike.

All I asked it to do was print,

It said, “Listen, bub, take a hint,

I can’t answer when you call.

I’m not responding. That is all.”

Bad Computer

My computer needs dissected

For not behaving as it ought.

Since it hates to be corrected,

My computer needs dissected

And most thoroughly inspected

Before it’s taken out and shot.

My computer needs dissected

For not behaving as it ought.