Time it seems so endless
Each time that
we connect
My computer gets
a fever
We heat the
internet
Each day I wake
up singing
Twirling as I go
Getting all my
chores all done
While dancing to
and fro
I wonder what
you look like
Cary Clint or
Cruise
It really
doesn't matter
I wouldn't want
to choose
To me you are
the bounty
Of every man
I've known
The joy of my
existence
Within life's
cyber zone.
~
Francine Pucillo
~
Copyright April
8,
2004
©used
with permission
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