Her hands were deft, <br />well manicured and slender <br />the keyboard left <br />one click 'return to sender'. <br /> <br />It was a fragile chair, <br />but she was thin <br />the fragrance of her hair- <br />'Recycle Bin'. <br /> <br />And while she raced <br />through scores of tricks <br />mistakes erased <br />and two more ticks. <br /> <br />The seat gave out <br />with my support <br />let out a shout <br />a frightened sort. <br /> <br />It was sheer luck <br />there at my house <br />it ran amuck, <br />my little mouse.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-computer-doctor/
