upon a midday dreary,
As I pondered weak and weary,
Waiting for my turn upon the ‘Net
there came a tapping,
Click-clack-click the mouse quit napping
As the tapping of the keyboard continued on
I sat waiting, glancing o’er books and magazines galore,
Waiting for any computer to open;
Sitting and waiting
these kids e’er log off I pondered?
How does the hour drag so slow, I wondered.
Will I ever surf the ‘Net?
the Raven: Don’t hold your breath