Come on...Make my day
Were up and atem early...while the sun paints on the
dawn
make coffee, then get the paper thats tossed out on the
lawn.
The routine rarely changes...much like its chipped in
stone.
But, its nice to have familiar rites...you feel youre not
alone.
Paper read, coffee topped off...now comes best of
all.
I move to my computer...check mail and answer every
call.
I love to swap sea stories...and hear from goats and
friends.
To read about their family news and get the latest
trends.
Computer working right each day can bring us so much
joy
We often take for granted... the pleasures in this toy.
So when the toy gets sickly and can longer do its job.
It makes you sad, then mad as hell...as it turns into a
blob.
No worry said the saleman... our bond is true and
blue
You bought a three year warranty...well fix it free for
you.
I give them all the numbers...those persons on the
phone
they say no sweat, you got it made, well soon be at your
home.
But the days drag by slowly as I sit n wait for them to
call.
My toys still broke, Im sick as hell, are they doing me a
stall?
I miss my buds, I miss their jokes, I miss their words so
kind...
So please, you SOB computer geeks...get my toy on line.
Thirty four days and counting....2/07/2001
I think they have CLINTON--ED me !!!!
COMPUSA IS NOT THE BEST PLACE TO SHOP !!!