Compute Her System (C) 1-6-10 Poem by Zahir Kijani

She wanted someone real who could synchronize with her accessibility
Her body was her temple and her new man wanted to browse her tower
She looked to him as a hot male but knew he wanted to yahoo then escape
But in his words of soft wear he wanted to get in her net and explore her
His main goal was to serve her and be her client
But she felt he was going to fast and she wanted to backspace and shift and alter his direction
He saw so many windows of opportunities but just couldn't get
In her mind she liked him but she didn't want a quick time player that raged onto her like a fire fox
He had so many things to confess in her
And the only way for him was to use his yahoo as his messenger
Still in her mind she knew he played hearts but now he was a mind sweeper
Steadily paintin this design and starting to make her moral climb steeper
Her friends told her not to deal with him for he was a real player
And once he's finished with her free cell he'd leave her in solitaire and never play her
He needed to keep tabs on her but his keys wouldn't insert in her home
And it wasn't that he wanted control he just didn't want to have too much space
She didn't want to pause or break but she began takin her friends' words into consideration
So soon she took the micro soft words from the Mack and told him to search for more
She couldn't stoop to the level and leave her name in his file
Or insert a bookmark so he can return anytime because once it's done she can't undo her changes
She did however love his word art but told him to changes styles
If you want to save your relationship with me and open a new file
He felt that it was a strikethrough his heart and made a bold statement
And told her she'd have to find someone to replace him because he wasn't changing cases
Figuring if he cut out the nice guy act and paste in the firm man
She'd put her words to a close and minimize her stand against him
She knew that he belonged in a quick access tool bar but she wasn't the one
Waiting nervously about when she'd edit her words
But she had to manage her own and put an end to his task
The relationship was over because she took pride in her tower
And this time her friends didn't have to console her because she soon found a new operatin system