(c) 2016 Vernon Miles Kerr
That Shadow on the Wall,
It just now jumped
From over there to here—
I must have dozed,
Or maybe I had a brain fart,
As they say.
I know that the old CPU
Ain’t what it used to be–
Ain’t what it used to be–
Ain’t what it used to be–
The old CPU it ain’t…
There goes that damned music again.
Every thing becomes a damned song.
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