In good times, and in bad
When happy, or sad
High or low
At dusk or cockcrow...
My laptop has my back
It doesn’t judge no matter what
Boring docs, soccer clips, or even porn
Used till its boiling hot
And it still doesn’t look me with scorn
It doesn’t cheat on me
Always thrilled to see me
When I’m all spent and done
I flip, and push; and it’s turned on
A year after my mind went blank
Writers’ block, mind freeze
Movitation lack, hard-drive freeze
Jump stick held up; was my bank
New drive, and my laptop still has my back
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2 comments:
u sound like someone I know
Hmmm...ok. You might. Who do you think I am?
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