The Fall of the Laptop

Is there any moment as heart-wrenchingly awful as when your computer sputters it's final binary breath?


Has my lair been desecrated
From some penalty of pride?
I stand before you, devastated
My laptop, alas, has died

All my plans and machinations
Gone forever with the tide
Lost, are all my scribed frustrations
All because my laptop died

Lost forever in the ether
To my knees I fell and cried,
"Ye Gods! My dreams, my soul take neither!
For this curse, my laptop's died"

As I struggle without WiFi,
Strive to earn my daily bread
I'm starved to pen a tale, but why try?
My computer's cold and dead