I sit at my desk with the PC
I type letters and send resumes
I surf the net to pass the time
With nothing but time ahead of me

Out the window the dogs play
The grass grows and birds sqauwk
Because they are grackles
And that’s just what what they say

The cat sits and yanws at my side
But she looks out the window
Where the action really is
Not on the screen that eats my time

Dead leaves are more intriguing
Than my emails or the web
Each leaf is unique and necessary
Most web pages are neither

¶ 4:41 PM