A few days ago my laptop died. This is what the technician had to say.
No laptop is bad enough, verse is worse. Anyway here it is.
Murder of a Chipset
It was a bleak morning in
September
I try hard to forget, yet
remember
I pressed the mains and
then the power key
But the warmth didn't
reach her. How could it be?
I pulled all the wires
and tapped all the keys
Hoping she would revive.
O please! O please!
Still she stayed inert,
cold and lifeless
Out of warranty and fully
hopeless.
Thus doomed within and in
gloom without
I led her to the clinic
hoping it was but a bout
Nothing serious, just a
cable frayed, a key loose?
Surely all was well, it
was a mere bruise?
The lady at the counter
was squat and severe
As befits one who escorts
a bier
A quick reading and then
she said words I forget not
"Sir, you're late. Motherboard shot."
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