A Poem ... I Am Undone

I Am Undone

Inkjet, Inkjet 

You make me cry
I bought you yesterday

Now you are dry

I have a thousand copies to run
I am undone, I am undone

Windows, Windows

You make me cry
You worked yesterday

Now you die

My presentation was going to stun
I am undone, I am undone

Chrome, Chrome

You make me cry
I found out yesterday 

You are a spy

The sites I visit I should really shun
I am undone, I am undone

Technology, Technology

You make me cry
You will not work 

No matter how I try

The changes happen so fast that it's no longer fun
I am undone, I am undone