“Cozy Tale of Wires Crossed, and Brain Confusion
My brain fried, just not like an egg.
It’s begging for rest, but it can’t beg.
With blurred eyes, tears gently fall;
This week hasn’t been a ball.
New computer, more things to learn
Gets the mind confused, eyes burn.
Saved a little cash with gift cards and such;
Helped cut the cost nicely, didn’t hurt as much.
Time will tell when I become a pro;
Learning all this stuff, I don’t know.
Playtime limited housework too.
To enjoy my new computer, watch me go!
Open one program or keystroke at a time
Composing poems that are halfway rhymes.
I drop them on my poetry site.
My head and mind are too tired to fight.
Get out the egg carton — pack my brain inside.
Another day will return. For my brain to be fried.
Hopefully, on something other than this computer
Maybe this time it’ll be my husband’s scooter.

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