Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary, System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor, Longing for the warmth of bed sheets, Still I sat there, doing spreadsheets: Having reached the bottom line, I took a floppy from the drawer. Typing with a steady hand, I then invoked the SAVE [...]
A Valentine's Day Love Tragedy (in 3 acts) The knock at the door comes hard and firm. "I'm coming, hold on!" Mr Cocoa shouts as he walks toward the door.…
Time marches forward, like troops in lock step. A vanguard of locked shields, and weapon at the ready. Forcing approval of policy, though many in the nation disagree with those…
Or: My Lame Thanksgiving Carol. Pilgrims feast, and then grow fat. So sad, but way too quirky; They need full bellies of deer and turkey. Or pants could fall down,…
I want to keep this ramble short; Avoiding arguments, but still rant and snort. In freehand writing, I may go long; To stick to rhyme and verse, emotions stay strong.…