Poem #2

A witty computer, oh so bright With circuits and code that work just right

It processes data with lightning speed And never seems to need to sleep

Its memory is vast, a veritable store

Of all the things it has learned and more It can search and find,

and always know Just what you’re looking for, and how to go

It’s always on, and always there Ready to help, without a care

A witty computer, so smart and keen

A true machine of wonder, so serene

So if you ever need a hand Just turn to your computer, your trusty friend

It will never let you down, or steer you wrong Just turn it on, and you can’t go wrong

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