Last night, my little sister could not sleep
All night long she screamed and screamed;
Nightmares had crept into her dreams.
In the morning, when we got up
Father was bushwhacked – Mother fraught,
Both, you see, had to work.
At breakfast table, all would come out;
Reasons why – confessions told,
As I appeared before firing squad.
“Tell us dear, what made you afraid
To wake all in neighbourhood and grave?”
Red faced and frowning, out came the hand
Finger outstretched as she took to the stand
“She told me that the computer hides
Everything in the world inside:
…Anything is captured inside of its bite!”
With finger pointing straight at me
My ears I simply could not believe
“Not true, don’t listen, that’s not what I said”
“But surely,” said Papa, “that is what you implied”
Hammer and screws in coffin to nail
Little sister continued, the wind in her sails
“She told me even, if you are too big to chew
The computer can, and will, still capture you
Dare you run, dare you hide
It gets you with its mega-bite!”
What could I say, what could I do?
When all angry eyes stare at you,
I was sentenced to sit alone in bedroom
With only my thoughts and conscience to stew,
While mind muddled how, facts misconstrued.
Now sister whenever she enters the room
Stomps her feet with face of doom,
Stares accusingly for all her worth
While giving computer very wide berth!
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