A Love Poem, of Sorts

Technology is my friend. Not.
Talent at my computer I really don’t got
Good thing I have Hubby, who has patience a lot
And constantly saves me from every rough spot

Excel Spreadsheet or Adobe Acrobat?
This kind of stuff makes my brain go splat-splat
But hubby keeps the hazards from laying me out flat
And never tells me I’m stupider than the cat

Hubby does all my updates and any computer duty
The stuff that makes me use words like gosh-darn and phooey
Indeed, when I see him with my laptop I get downright gooey

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