|That Big Bad Box
Author: die kleine maus PM
argh. one could hardly call this "poetry", it's more a rant.Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 122 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 03-19-06 - id: 2135539
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Fingertipping over the little white buttons,
Always dusty because I don't believe in mops,
I click. Once, and then, I click again.
It keeps telling me to, I can hardly say no.
Sometimes it beeps, and other times
I get the silent treatment, I hate it
Almost as much as it hates me. They told me
A computer would do as i said,
They told me I'd get smart real fast.
And the radiation?
'Twould take ages to go to my head.
So I typed you know, kept pressing
And hitting at keys, that were never
Meant to open locks. But I didn't know,
They never told me.
I found out, only yesterday, when
I clicked once too much.