Jack Prelutsky
“I Think My Computer Is Crazy”
A Pizza the Size of the Sun
Something inside my computer
is buzzing like billions of bees,
even my mouse is affected,
it seems to be begging for cheese.
I guess I know why my computer
is addled and may not survive—
my brother inserted bologna into the floppy disk drive.
If you caught the image (by James Stevenson) of the antiquated hardware and noticed the slot, the poem’s ending comes as a pleasing confirmation of the mischief that caused the chaos.
And so for day 2300
31.03.2013