When Your Printer Conks Out

When Your Printer Conks Out

Anyone who uses these, surely understands the feeling.
Now, if you are lucky enough to own a backup, that thought is appealing!
You feel so futile and completely thwarted and you do everything you know to do
But that sucker just sits there and thumbs its nose at you.

And you detest the fact that you've lost control of this loyal friend
That's mostly obeyed your commands, even when
It likely wondered if you actually knew what you were doing -
When frustration and ignorance left you thoroughly "stewing."

It's almost like you just lost a loyal and trusted employee,
Leaving you with a frustrated stare. And the pronoun "we"
Has suddenly changed in context to nothing but "me."
So we just improvise and hope for material from the information tree.

If, when and until the "friend" is treated and released
We'll just use our imagination and inspiration and lay out the feast
Of written pages stacked up like that picnic feast.
Sure pray the old felt tip pen and my writing hand hold out at least.