Staying on Line

It’s the day before Christmas,

And all through the house,

The dust has collected,

I feel like a louse.

It’s really my duty

To clean up this dump,

But since the computer,

I sit on my rump.

I have E-mail to answer,

And the Internet too,

Has wonderful surprises,

I never get through.

My friends and companions

Have began to complain,

They say they’re neglected

And think I’m insane.

My snail mail correspondence

Is lagging behind;

No time for the mail box,

I’m busy on line.

I’m greatly concerned,

If you’re feeling neglected,

But it’s 2007,

And I am staying connected.

Comedy keeps the heart sweet…Mark Twain