The Whisper Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

there was a whisper
but I did not bother
to check what's the heck

they whisper,
dear poetess
take now rest

see what your internet is doing
it wants to have a break, great breaking

it's tired of all the on and off line plays
from sunrise till fullest sunrays

the poetess won't ever rest
but her laptop is teased
by the online home page, it was not at ease

her online program shall not take with
that program is quitting
something is not fitting