When there is just one CD drive on hand
And it’s in a PC that’s six years old,
To rip the files takes longer than one planned,
And syncing to the cloud takes time untold.
And so to pass the time, I chose to write,
But there’s no Open Office here, by heaven!
I gnashed my teeth preparing then to fight
With Microsoft and Word 2007.
And yet, my histrionics were unfounded
Since I use Windows programs all the time
For work, so my high dudgeon I have grounded
To focus on my meter and my rhyme.
The only souvenir of software shock
Is seeing that lone file that’s labeled .doc