Is That All There Is

The epitome of a computer is a device of human plight and habit. Such convenience of a tool thus ease, with muse and rythme we praise of its delight with naught an insight. For the speed we seek and the text we peek there is none fairer a tool. The verse of daily mirth and curse at work are but the lurch in our lives. With anonimity a user may hide and cry in mock disdain of his complaint. Near tower in aluminum so reflect of tedium in computer is paramount as edifice on desk. Of great escape the user make of s...