Random Poetry

Here is one I did entitled The Crash:

I stare at my computer screen.
I’ve been down here for hours.

I had it opened in Word.
I was typing my English paper.
I stare at my computer screen.

I was almost as free as a bird,
With one paragraph to go.
I’ve been down here for hours.

This is so absurd.
The room is drenched in blue.
I stare at my computer screen.

I know because I’m a nerd,
My computer crashed and is trashed.
I’ve been down here for hours.

I stare at my computer screen.

.................Damn.........that's rough........

Here is another random poem I did based on computers. Makes little sense:

Bill Gates came to my house once.
I was quite surprised
That the head of company
Would come here and visit me.
I couldn’t believe my eyes.

I invited him to dinner at five,
Even if it was just for a while.
I pinched myself to make sure I was alive,
Because as a big computer geek.
I am a huge Bill Gates freak.

As I prepared the meal,
A thought ran through my mind.
How does a famous multi-billionaire
Appear at my front door out of the thin air?
Would asking him be unkind?

We sit ourselves at the table
And I decide to bring up the topic.
I blurted it out, luckily I was able.
He looked at me; it gave me a chill,
He said, “I’m not Bill, I’m your neighbor Phil.”

*headtilts* Wow.... That must be awkward.