You bastard computer <br />I'm putting you down <br />I'm going outside <br />to be with my husband <br />and sit and talk <br />by an open fire <br />and cook some food <br />and drink some wine <br />because, <br />it's the little things <br />that make a life sweet <br />and so, <br />goodbye computer <br />this is not real.<br /><br />Adryan Rotica<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-goes-off/
