I don’t know my swearing isn’t helpful,
It refuses to advance a paragraph down,
It keeps what I write hidden in limbo,
When I do try to advance a paragraph I have to strick the next paragraph repeatedly,
And nothing so I try to correct what it was not helpful with,
Then totally out of the blue it lowers the thought I’m correcting to basement twenty levels down!
Just now it froze and having spent Christmas week frozen I know what that feels like!
Then for god knows why it took me to blocks!
I am good and mad!
If I was a drinker I’d drink but all I have is water,
If I had a yummy fifty year old mmmmmm woman I’d maker her purrr!
Well I feel better,
I’m still myphed but no longer fighting mad!
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