Mister Backspace button
And Misters M and N
Everyday it happens that
I accidentally send again
What's the point of being
Next to the button Send
When your so small, hard to hit!
Your so mean my friends
If I didn't have you I'd be limited
So I really can't do without
But when I send half-done comments
You make me want to shout!
And to the lowest Misters
Those lurking on the bottom row
Why so close to the space bar!
I miss letters out you know!
It renders my work illegible
And that for me is sad
So when I'm trying to write poetry
You think there's fun to be had
To ruin my work seems joyous
At least for all of you Misters
Well I'm sorry, I'm telling you now
Your about as fun as blisters!
This silly little rant of mine
Is lacking in a purpose
There's no way I can change buttons
So I'll have to join this circus...
I.Sparrow
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