“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
Alas! my foul Flash Player again has failed.This is at least the fifth such time this year.'Twould do no good, or else I would have wailedAnd railed against the Powers we must fear."And who are they?" you ask. I cannot say ––Nameless, faceless, hidden as they be.In plush palatial suites on us they preyCausing men to risk their sanityDealing with accurs'd upgrades eternal Might a peptic ulcer cause to dwellIn the stress'd digestive tract infernalMaking rounds quotidian a hell.The blessings of modernity are mixedHad I been Czar, I would have had them nixed!~ FreeThinke
When an irksome problem lands,
Don't think too much on it.
Instead, just use your head and hands
To fashion a new sonnet.
Making the best of a bad situation. Shame someone doesn't push your software onto your computer every day like they do mine. But then, THAT opens an entirely different can of worms...
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