They break me
Reduce me
Make me want to scream and throw and break
So I call for help
Please, Please help me
They tell me to do things
Which I do and don't work
For hours, hours, hours
Then tell me I must pay-
And just before the phone battery dies
I yell and scream and throw things
And the computer always wins.
4 comments:
and for making me write crap like that...
Are you sure you're a Bukowski? Or, was that Chandler....vjcwwic8
If Bukowski had a computer....he would have written things just like that.....
... or pawned it for a six, or just thrown his beer at it...
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