An Instance of Fruit

Corporate Failure

I do not care
for fax machines

I would rather eat
rotten nectarines

When it says press  “enter”
I say why?

And with a click and a honk
the machine starts to die.

There are some things
that are meant to be.

All except technology
and me.

Love,

Muse

A.N.: I do not usually resort to rhyming couplets,  for I mostly loathe them. However, this was a special circumstance of extreme disgust.  Like deserves like.

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