Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Mouse clicks...

I received the following poem from a friend in an email. Strangely is sounds it fits someone I know. (Ouch!) I have no idea who the poet is so hope I'm not posting something that I shouldn't! I'm guilty of "blog surfing"!

Cleaning Poem

I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I'd be "computering"
And I had to answer "yes".
He told me to get off my fanny
And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning...
The smudges off my mouse.

I wiped and shined the topside.
That really did the trick...
I was just admiring my work...
I didn't mean to "click".

But click, I did, and oops I found
A real absorbing site.
That I got SO way into.
I was into it all night.

Nothing's changed except my mouse
It's very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess...
While I sit here on my hiney.


Karen Walden said...

Guilty as well...

Carol said...

Trying not to get sucked into the vortex!