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A Little Glitch...

Damn, you little glitch
You certainly are a bitch
Threw my stuff all in the ditch
All for reason of which?

I know that you don't care
After my soul's all bare
Just fling my stuff anywhere
I look and it's not there

I so wish you would expire
Are you still in my wire?
With whom do you conspire?
Tell me who to fire

So, damn you little glitch
I really have an itch
To find out which is which
This really is a bitch

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you really made a poem out of the glitch experienced by Gracy...:)

raj (sublime_ocean)

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i love made a pithy poem out of a frustrational irritation! good work! and it flows beautifully, too.

*hugs, Cat

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lol that's great, you made a glitch into a bitch , the other day I left I think around 10 of the same comment on poor Raj's poem I was so embarrassed of course he was more than kind but I was sertainly having a glitch myself, sometimes these things happen. I am more than useless on computers so with extra problems I often feel like chucking it all in the bin. You have taken an annoying moment and put your usual comedy spin making your reader laugh.

Thank you...Teddy

now that is pure frustration right there
yup all over a little glitch

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Those little glitches can drive a person to cuss lol. Stanza3 line 2 try "are you still in my wire" and see what you think.

that little suggestion; it does make it better. ~ Gee.

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Hello Geez, you've made a highly funny poem out of my annoying glitch. Always a resourcefull poet. The title, content, rhyming are all perfect. Also the first lines and the last.
Enjoyed every bit, Gracy

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