I’ve heard this word a lot, of late,
REBOOT. You know I’ve wondered some,
It’s not a word accustomed to,
But I’ve been learning…I’m not dumb!
I’ve several sons who rescue me,
When with technology, I fight
They fiddle with a key, or two,
Then hit Reboot and it’s all right!
I’ve watched some movies now and then,
Familiar as I watch each time,
I’m sure I’ve seen each one before…
Reboots, all, but that’s just fine!
A local business struggled some,
Décor and food were out of date,
They told me they’d Reboot, and they’d
Bounce back. You know, that will be great!
A friend was trying to be heard,
She had a presence there online,
Then someone helped Reboot her name,
And last I heard, she’s doing fine!
But in my youth, if you messed up,
You’d ‘Get the Boot’—it wasn’t nice,
And if you didn’t learn from that…
To Reboot was to get it twice!
Love how much fun you had with that word!
ReplyDeleteYour poetry gene will never need to be rebooted!
ReplyDeleteWish we could reboot ourselves sometimes! Just unplug and plug back in... Laurie
ReplyDeleteA fun poem with a clever ending!
ReplyDeleteHi Diane---this is Marcia (Menopausal Mother). Love what you did here and the ending was AWESOME!! Thanks for the smile!
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