Crash

What a headache this has been.
Finely though it's reached it's end.
'Twas the worst crash I have had.
It's over now, I am so glad.
All my OS files corrupt.
Finely now there all back up.
Started out it would not print.
So I called Cannon for a hint.
By the time I'd gotten off the phone.
The hole OS had left it's home.
So now I try to reinstall.
This did not seem to work at all.
In my circle I am the one.
For which help is asked by everyone.
I knew no one that I could call.
I knew no one to help at all.
I tried every thing inside the book.
I could not find just what it took.
The more I did the worse it got.
So I thought I'd give the pro's a shot.
I tried to get some tech support.
That seemed to me like traffic court.
The pro's all sang to me this song.
It's not my software that's going wrong.
A stranger gave me what I needed.
And good advice which I have heeded.
With a little work it's figured out.
Now I scream and, dance about.
My computers is back and, I am set.
I have access to the net.

Written by Bob Wolfe aka. "Rew "