faux poetry

Since this is national library week and national poetry month, I’m going to write some crappy poems about an uncool thing that happened to me at work. Poem the first:

This is just to say, tech support

I dearly miss
the My Documents
folder someone
failed to copy

to my new computer.
Why reformat the
old hard drive
so quickly?

Now, I imagine
rabid rodents
cavorting in
your entrails.