Laptop Dancer
This poem was inspired by my laptop crashing and me losing a document I have been working on for over 18 months!
Laptop Dancer
She’s a little bit qwerty
A little bit dirty
Flirting with her electric charms
Embracing me with virtual arms
To let me work, to let me play
She’ll let me turn her on each day
Tapping twinkling on her keys
Her curser flashing, such a tease
Mistakes I’ve always made a few
Deleting following a thorough review
There’s times I want to escape her
Control alt and delete her
There’s times I simply can’t compute
And inflict on her a total reboot
Our memories are never lost
Well hopefully fingers crossed
Like an elephant she’ll recover
New items for me to discover
However there’s always the danger
She’ll treat me like a stranger
Stop streaming due to a virus
Lose my file and cause a crisis
Host a bug like an invasive cancer
A love hate relationship with a laptop dancer
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