... Red Sky in the Morning, Sailor Take Warning.
Something must be coming, my sky's been RED, all day. <<<
Broken Down PC
By Arley Steinhour 011811
Today was really quite a day, my problems mounted quickly,
Nothing seemed to work quite right, my PC ran quite sickly.
I couldn't 'click' and go no where, as my commands were naught but air,
The message that I saw all day was 'program not responding, Not Fair.
The problem is a doozy, as my Tech was pulling his hair,
Even my Tech's clicking finger got exhausted clicking air.
He finally did sort the problem, my profile was not to PC liking,
I know that I have gained some wight, but to send my PC hiking??
I think to keep me from declaring hunting season, my Tech took PC home,
To teach it's little PC brain, to shape up or work for me by telephone.
When PC comes home and is all hooked up, I pray I see some change,
Or I might just declare war on it, or treat it like a dog with mange.
I searched and searched through God's word, to find answers so sublime,
But try as I might, I couldn't find any verse that with sledge hammer would rhyme.
Before my PC comes home to me, I come to you in Prayer,
May it return working healthy, so my heart will not despair.
You know that I am kidding, and I wish PC all the best,
It would be nice, however, if PC would work and give me rest.
I pray your day was better, Lord, I see that two countries fell apart,
And weather, like you prophesied, so many dying breaks my heart.
Any day, I look to see a big white cloud appear, and hear,
Your strong command for Family, 'Time's up, now, come up here.'
You have world problems under control, you saw this from beginning,
Apparently, time we may have used it all, so now we see the ending.
I know you've made a heaven, for believing folk like me,
But is there now a heaven, for my broken down PC?