Con Text Poem by Ima Ryma

Frosty morn, Hubby texts Wifey,
'Windows frozen - ideas Dear? '
Wifey smiles, texts back, 'OMG! '
'Warm water will be helpful here.'
Some time passes with no new text
From Hubby, so Wifey's concerned.
Who knows what Hubby will do next?
So to tip taps Wifey returned.
'Update? ' knowing news could be down.
Unsupervised, Hubby is lost.
Hubby texts back. Wifey does frown.
Wifey, not windows in a frost.

Wifey gets Hubby's last text - wow!
'Computer really messed up now.'