Deep Thought: The Original Laptop

The Original Laptop

The other day, working on a rhyme;

A guy walked up, asking for a dime.

I asked for the reason, not trying to be out of season;

He responded, "My Laptop flopped, the Hard Drive stopped,

And he was in the middle of a thought, then everything dropped!"

He wanted to call the Tech and raise some heck;

Thirty-Five cents for the call, a dime short...that's all!

I smiled and said, "Your laptop's dead, my notebook is just fine...

It doesn't need a charge or solar sunshine."

Pointing out that origination, is "your" creation,

Your challenge as the Guardian's speak;

You do as your told, as you craft the mold,

It's your gift as a writer, so to speak.

He ranted about programs and formats, the "Where do I begins?",

And I wanted to slap his face;

I said, "Shut up and listen", while his brow was all a glisten,

"Why be a writer in the first place?"

Looked like he was going to cry, with a selfish sigh, but settled down to consider my dare;

"You mean I can accomplish my write, without technical blight, without procedural firmware?"

I chuckled, "Yes, it's a notebook, just paper with lines,

The great writer's use it, the best of the minds...

Give it a try, batteries never die, and the only thing to remember",

As I gave him a wink, "Before you fill the pages, make sure you have enough ink!"

So, he shook my hand, seemed to like my plan, and said he would give it a go;

"Hope to see you soon in Movie Land, in Print, a Mag, or Show!"

As he walked away, kind of making my day, like some kind of Writer's Cop;

I smiled, looking down at my scripted compound, the trusty original Laptop!

Kirk Carter

Sorry tree lover's, but I need to refill my laptop...I have scripts to write...praise the lumberjack!

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