I am posting this poem, although it is not mine, as a tribute to all the Grandmas who have been fearless and learned to use the computer....
I have come across it in two slightly different versions, and neither of them was attributed to a named author, so I am unable to acknowledge its origin.
The computer’s swallowed grandma.
Yes, honestly its true.
She pressed 'Control' and 'Enter'
And disappeared from view.
It’s devoured her completely,
The thought just makes me squirm.
She must have caught a ‘virus’
Or been eaten by a 'worm’.
I've searched through the recycle bin
And files of every kind;
I've even used the internet,
But nothing did I find.
In desperation, I asked Jeeves
My searches to refine.
The reply from him was negative,
Not a thing was found 'on line'.
So, if inside your 'Inbox',
'My Grandma you should see,
Please 'Copy', 'Scan' and 'Paste' her
And send her back to me!
Footnote:: When I first got my own computer seven years ago, I gave myself the title 'CyberGran' for the purposes of family correspondence by email.
NB:: It really bugs me the way I print some of my text in blue, and it still comes up black when I publish. Everything except the poem itself was entered in blue here. ~#:[