Computer Ate My Song

My darn computer ate my song
I don't know what else can go wrong
I didn't save it to the stick
And now I think I will be sick

I spent an hour writing it
I don't like this a single bit
If all else fails I start anew
With something else for me to spew

A love song? No, there are enough
But maybe something off-the-cuff?
This little ditty you may hear
It ain't exactly Bill Shakespeare

My rhymes are nonsense, I admit
But I care not a single whit
Just make a song, another hit
Some other day I will commit

This story has no whiff of truth
The folly of a misspent youth
It's nothing like you think it is
It's just a song, nobody's biz

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