It’s like loading a Computer with problems,
“What is? ” ~ I hear you ask,
Seeking the words for this poem,
As I begin this task.
What problems have I got now?
Why more than those in the past?
Each step forward I do take,
I slip further and further back.
Five Computer Crashes I’ve dealt with.
Both Windows 2000 and XP,
Each time I’ve reloaded my System,
It crashes again ~ why me?
One week to submit my Tax Figures,
The Revenue will Fine me if late,
Five more months of Postings to finish,
Another Crash will seal my fate.
I have until 31st January,
No leeway do I have after that,
Besides my Figures for the Revenue,
I’ve got to clear and vacate my flat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem