Oh why does it fill me with woe,

When my router starts running slow?

 

And, now my computer has crashed,

My hopes have surely been dashed

Of typing this poem on time

Before the words vanish from my mind.

 

Oh woe is me.

Is this the Screen of Death I see?

My valuable work has been lost

Among the computer-generated moss.

 

My whole system has gone down,

Leaving me with a very big frown.

Damn! I'll have to start all over again.

Re-booting can be such a pain!