Maid
I wish that I could have a maid
But if I did she'd want to get paid
She could dust my furniture and mop my floors
Clean the counter tops, windex the glass doors
Then I wouldn't have anything left to do
I could stay on the computer, writing too
And I could also play games all day
I'm afraid the computer is where I'd stay!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Computer Age
Cars and trucks
Fly by me on the corner
But Im all right
Standin proud before the signal
When I see the light
I know Im more than just a number.
And I stand before you
Or else we just dont see the other
Computer age computer age
Computer age.
Bikes and vans
Fly by me on the desert
But Im all right
Standing out here in the hot sun
When I see the light
I feel like more than just a number
And I stand before you
Or else we just dont see the other
Computer age computer age
Computer age.
Precious metal lines
Molded into highways
Running through me
So microscopically
Days and nights
Weeks and months and seasons
Rolling through me
So chronologically.
Computer age computer age
Computer age.
I need you
To let me know that theres a heartbeat
Let it pound and pound
And Ill be flying like a free bird
And you need me
Like ugly needs a mirror
And day by day
This horizons getting clearer
Computer age computer age
Computer age.
song performed by by Neil Young
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The biggest hurdle to writing Fargo Rock City was that I couldn't afford a home computer - I had to get a new job so I could buy a computer. It could all change though. In five years, I could be back at some daily newspaper, which wouldn't be so bad.
quote by Chuck Klosterman
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What I Like To Do
The computer is an addictive thing
I go on it everyday
Checking my messages and facebook account
This is my way to stay
Even though the computer is fun
And i go on it quite a bit
Reading and writing storys and poems
I would never quit
As well as reading and writing
I love my nature too
Camping and fishing and other things
But this is nothing new
As you can tell with my poetry
I'm a creative and artistic person
I like to create and make things
Which with people tend to stun
This is a little about me
and what I like to do
I hope your all creative people
....... Well most of you
poem by Samantha Ridley
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My Computer
"what?" they say, "you got a
computer?"
it's like I have sold out to
the enemy.
I had no idea so many
people were prejudiced
against
computers.
even two editors have
written me letters about
the computer.
one disparaged the
computer in a mild and
superior way.
the other seemed
genuinely
pissed.
I am aware that a
computer can't create
a poem.
but neither can a
typewriter.
yet, still, once or
twice a week
I hear:
"what?
you have a
computer?
you?"
yes, I do
and I sit up here
almost every
night,
sometimes with
beer or
wine,
sometimes
without
and I work the
computer.
the damn thing
even corrects
my spelling.
and the poems
come flying
out,
better than
ever.
I have no
idea what causes
all this
computer
prejudice.
me?
I want to go
the next step
beyond the
computer.
I'm sure it's
there.
and when I get
it,
they'll say,
"hey, you hear,
Chinaski got a
space-biter!"
"what? "
"yes, it's true!"
"I can't believe
it!"
and I'll also have
some beer or
some wine
or maybe nothing
at all
and I'll be
85 years old
driving it home
to
you and me
and to the little girl
who lost her
sheep.
or her
computer.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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We Are Glass
We are young we can break
Watch us fall
We can take some train
Down to the sea
We are glass, we are glass
We are real you can touch
Just for now
And then say
hey you, which way is down
We are glass, we are glass
We are strong we run though
We have time
And to you Im just
One of those boys
We are glass, we are glass
We are cold
Were not supposed to cry
But its all just a thought
So here am i
We are glass, we are glass
They run fast
Impressions of the floors inviting
Stay with me, stay with me
They run past
With telephones they scream
Well would you turn all this down
Turn all this down
You are replaced you are you
And our dreams are real
And dreams are all we need
We are glass, we are glass
We slip down
And old eyes dont cry for me
Cause I doubt Im and I doubt you
And never never going to doubt
We are glass, we are glass
They run fast
Impressions of the floors inviting
Stay with me, stay with me
They run past
With telephones they scream
Well would you turn all this down
Turn all this down
song performed by by Gary Numan
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I don't know why a computer game can't be an art form just as a puppet show or an opera is. I'm still interested in computer games as something I would like to work on someday.
quote by Fred Saberhagen
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Man Or Machine
Auto, bus, walking and sweating dermis,
somehow on time I reach my office.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
breakfast time, toast, butter and tea glass,
hurriedly I eat, unaware it may appear boorish and crass.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
lunch time, dosa containing rice, dal and yeast,
the way I eat can put to shame any wild beast.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
till evening, I am tired, drowsy and dozy
but I skip the plan to go outside to have some tea.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
My head aches, my eye burns
but I continue work amidst yawns.
work needs to be finished on time so I sit infront of computer.
Just before logout, I work with great pace,
with time I contest, compete and race.
work needs to be finished on time so a computer sits infront of computer.
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poem by Md. Asadullah
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Computer and Man
I am great
All men I educate
I am capable
I am Irresistible,
I have a lot of memory
I answer every query
I have loads of power
Around me mankind hover
I solve problems arithmetical
I carry out operations logical
I am very intelligent
From men I'm different
I am a titan
I am super human
Can you guess
Who I am?
Yes! I am the COMPUTER.
The computer, itself thus prides
And on a high horse it rides.
It cannot comprehend
That man has been his friend
And that he had been behind
The work computer had stream-lined
To execute the multitude of commands
Which man had given for his demands.
Man is equal to the computer
When he speculates he is the man of matter.
As is the computer in man's hands
Is he not the man in God's hands?
.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Computer Cowboy
Well, his cattle each have numbers
And they all eat in a line
When he turns the floodlights on each night
Of course the herd looks perfect!
Computer cowboy.
Well, he rides the range 'til midnight
And the wild coyotes yowl
As he trots beneath the floodlights
And of course the rhythm is perfect!
Computer cowboy.
Ride along computer cowboy
To the city just in time
To bring another system down
And leave your alias behind:
Computer syscrusher.
Computer syscrusher.
Crusher. syscrusher.
Syscrusher.
Come a ky ky yippee yi yippee yi ay
Come a ky ky yippee yi ay.
Come a ky ky yippee yi yippee yi ay
Come a ky ky yippee yi ay.
Computer syscrusher.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Computer Cowboy (a.k.a. Skycrusher)
Well, his cattle each have numbers
And they all eat in a line
When he turns the floodlights on each night
Of course the herd looks perfect!
Computer Cowboy.
Well, he rides the range 'til midnight
And the wild coyotes yowl
As he trots beneath the floodlights
And of course the rhythm is perfect!
Computer Cowboy.
Ride along computer cowboy
To the city just in time
To bring another system down
And leave your alias behind:
Computer syscrusher.
Computer syscrusher.
Crusher. Syscrusher.
Syscrusher.
Come a ky ky yippee yi yippee yi ay
Come a ky ky yippee yi ay.
Come a ky ky yippee yi yippee yi ay
Come a ky ky yippee yi ay.
Computer syscrusher.
song performed by by Neil Young
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My computer
Here is my dearest friend computer.
It is much more cuter than anybody else.
And... it is certainly my best tutor.
I sometimes feel nervous or sad
And it is always neutor, my computer.
But sometimes it behaves like an executer
Showing the things I don't like
Thinking I am just a looker.
It keeps mute as a fish, my computer.
But puts me sometimes into a fluter.
Oh, my dearest computer!
It is such a cure and even rude.
And behaves like a lure.
It can be ruder than anything else
Then I am in a stupor.
But...it is still my super.
It is my best curator.
It gives me a cue or something new.
The rest about it I'll tell you later.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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My Computer
Welcome, uve got mail {aol sample}
(computer) {sample repeats in bg}
It was sunday night, instead of doing what I usually do i..
Chorus:
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Somebody 2 talk 2, funny and bright
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Make believe its a better world, a better life
Nothing on tv I aint seen before
Another murder on the news, I cant take no more
Evil incorporated, blowing up bombs and thangs
I have a child, huh, I have a lot 2 explain
I could write a letter, but who would I send it 2?
It was sunday night, instead of doing what I usually do i..
Chorus
I called an old friend of mine just the other day
No congratulations, no respect paid
All she did was wonder if the rumors were true
I said - no, I aint dead yet, but uh.. what about u?
I can count my friends with a peace sign: 1, 2
It was sunday night, instead of doing what I usually do i..
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Somebody 2 talk 2, funny and bright (oh)
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Make believe its a better world, a better life (a better life)
I got no mail, my computer
I told them I dont wanna see a doctor unless hes lonely 2
Every sunday night, instead of doing what I usually do i..
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Somebody 2 talk 2, funny and bright
I scan my computer looking 4 a site
Make believe its a better world (make believe its a better world)
A better life {x52}
Goodbye {aol sample}
song performed by by Prince
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Butter Cup Rain Tree (Somewhere in Fantsayland)
My new friend is Buttercup Tree,
She works like a busy bee.
Living where the fairy rings grow,
Planted around lots of mistletoe.
Only seen when leaves turn brown,
Silently fall upon the ground.
Her attire is clover green,
Most beautiful fairy ever seen.
Uses computer, all day thru,
Keeping records for me and you.
She really makes her computer
sing,
Loves to play games, and things.
Her fairy husband keeps us well,
The only doctor in the dells.
poem by Heather Burns
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Hey Hey Hey Hey
Oh no (uh uh uh oh no)
Oh no (uh uh uh oh no)
Oh no (uh uh uh oh no)
Oh no (uh uh uh oh no)
You think
You can pay mind games
On me
Timing doesnt know
Who wants me
While you do your thang
Im playin house wife
While youre off the chain
And I told you
Straight from the jump
No commitment
But thats what you wanted
Now you
Do what you want to
Hear you get around
While you hold me down
Guys think they can see through you
Do anything that they want to do
I tell you one thing is true
I can do much better than you
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
They say playa get played
And Im with that (woo)
I hate to play the game
Of get back
Im better than that
Though you messed around
With half the town
You know
I aint no hoe
But fa sho
Im letting you go
You act like
You got it wrapped tight
Yeah youre wastin time
So Im goin for mine
Guys think they can see through you
Do anything that they want to do
I tell you one thing is true
I can do much better than you
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
You keep tryin
But you keep lyin
Expecting for me
To keep cryin
You keep callin
And you keep stalkin
Keep on talkin
While you keep walkin
You keep tryin
But you keep lyin
Expecting for me
To keep cryin
You keep callin
And you keep stalkin
Keep on talkin
While you keep walkin
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
Hey hey hey hey
You gots to be on your way
Youre playin games I dont play
If you want to stay with me
Drop them hoes tell me
What youre gonna do
song performed by by TLC
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One Of Us
One of Us.
There is a smudge on my computer screen I try to clean it with spit,
but no. Perhaps it is finger mark left behind by those strange people
who sit in back of the computer repair shop? Their diet is cola and
chocolate, yet they are thin, bald and so weedy looking I have must
whisper to them or they will shrink away. They sulk too if I disagree
with their findings it will take weeks before I get my computer back.
When the owner shuts shop they climb into toolboxes, the ones with
the helpful drawing of a screwdriver. Maybe the smudge is a camera
eye, they sit in there and watch me. When I have drink tonight I’ll
pour it in my bedroom, then go into the bathroom, smoke a cigarette.
Buy a can of cola and a bar of chocolate, eat and drink in front
of the screen. And they will say: “Look, he is one of us.”
poem by Oskar Hansen
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The only legitimate use of a computer is to play games.
quote by Eugene Jarvis
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Once Trusted Now A Thief(not really a poem)
i trusted you once
my friends and enemies
left my door unlocked for my babysitter
and i suspect her the most
for she was staying with me
how could you come in
and take the one thing
that was helping me go back to school
if it wasn't for all the personal things
and the homework saved onto that computer
i wouldn't be as worried
how could you sit there and lie to my face
not only lie to me...which is bad enough
but also lie to the cops
i don't know where you put it
and i don't know where you are now
i just want my laptop computer back
because then i can finish my homework
and keep getting As in my classes
oh don't you see
the stress you are putting on me
for you were trusted once
but now you are a thief
poem by Grace Hays
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No Phone, No Computer—5 days
I going crazy, I might lose my mind.
This morning my mother says,
No phone no computer for five days,
There is a problem at the station.
I laughed until I saw she wasn’t laughing with me,
Then I wanted to cry.
No Phone No Computer for five days,
That is what they said.
I am beginning to pace and check the phone,
For a dial tone every now and again,
I have taken up writing about anything,
I am so board and the scary part is,
This is only day one.
Welcome readers to day two.
I woke up checked the phone,
Ate, took a shower, then checked it again.
Tapping my fingers and playing games on the desktop,
Looking through old photos,
Writing silly poems that I will never keep,
Is what I have come down to.
Checked it again but this time,
I heard a ringing in my ear,
That was ever so beautiful so beautiful in fact that,
It made me smile and brought tears to my eyes.
I am so glad that I don’t have to,
Tell you about my obsession driving me crazy,
For three more days,
And go day without talking to him.
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Tackling My Computer
Exchanging my days of quill and ink,
To a computer is a must I think,
The favourite of the current age,
Is just the thing I need, I guage.
A modem, printer and scanner will do,
A camera, mouse and speakers too,
With all these marvellous machines,
Life would be effortless, it seems.
Well.....Switching on is bad enough,
One needs to be a computer buff,
It's questions, questions, all the way,
Call 'help' they say, but 'help' won't play.
It takes months to learn all the technical moves,
Ages to slot things within the right grooves,
Once you've accomplished a single great feat,
Remembering how you got there, in the first place, is no treat.
My memory is not as good as this robot,
In fact it makes me look a very real 'dull clot',
One false move and everything becomes a disaster,
However can one end up feeling the master.
I never had problems with my old quill and ink,
Whatever we wrote, we relied on our 'quink', *
Everything stable, everything calm,
Everything tackled with no kind of alarm.
No stress, no anger, no frustration, no curses,
One simple poised instrument doing the 'verses',
My pen who never argued with me,
Would do the job handsomely for no extra fee.
Is this machine a friend or a foe,
I don't think I will ever know,
But I won't give in though, to it's power,
I won't be bullied and I won't cower.
I will achieve and I'll win the day,
A computer 'buff' is here to stay,
But my quill and my ink stay by my side,
In case on my robot my way is 'denied'.
Ernestine Northover
poem by Ernestine Northover
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If You Wouldn't Be My Lady
Take away the song a songbird sings
Take away the sound that laughter brings
Take the music from a melody
Never take your love away from me
You make me smile
You make darkness turn into warm sunshine
You give me love
The Lord above knows
I wouldn't know what to do if you wouldn't be my lady
I wouldn't know what to do if you weren't here today
I wouldn't know what to do if you wouldn't be my lady
I wouldn't know what to do if you weren't here to stay
Take away the gentle summer breeze
Take away the golden autumn leaves
I can live without blue skies above
But I could never live without your love
You give me life
You make bad times turn into the good times
You give me love
The Lord above knows
I wouldn't know what to do if you wouldn't be my lady
I wouldn't know what to do if you weren't here to stay
I wouldn't know what to do if you wouldn't be my lady
I wouldn't know what to do if you weren't here to stay
I wouldn't know what to do if you wouldn't be my lady
I wouldn't know what to do if you weren't here today
I wouldn't know what to do if you wouldn't be my lady
song performed by by Charlie Rich, lyrics by Jimmy Holiday & Eddie Reeves from Behind Closed Doors (1973)
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