Recently the P key of my laptop keyboard left me in the lurch as one fine night it decided it had enough and just took off.
Reconciled with it over a couple of days and got it back into it's place. Like they say, as new as brand new. But those couple of days! *sigh*
You know that phrase, "You realize the worth of something when it's taken from you"? Well, it's true. There is no word but "sheer-horrified"; more apt to describe living sans your P. I have been there, and it's not a very happy place to be. A life sans the P, the emotions, the tensions, that void...
Oh P, dear P, why'd you leave me alone?
P oh P, my dear P, don't make of your heart as stone!
Hear me P, serious-lee, don't play games with me, hun',
Hop back into your place, so i can again stick out my tongue.
P, my P, I'm sorry, i really am my dear key!
Won't you forgive this enlightened boy? Come back to me?
Come P, back to me, I miss you sin-see-err-lee,
Back we'd go to the days, when all was cool and happy.
I might just crack a lame one, but the punch is lost,
For without you P, sarcasm... is just cold as frost.
Many came, left unhappy hurt by words,
Something you, dear P with colon; did help curb.
Emotions betrayed, feelings misconceived,
As jest and humor, in your absence none perceived.
If not for me, for the sake of 'em innocent people, return,
Whom sticks and stones can break and words can also burn.
I apologize, my P, my dearest key; I'm on my knees,
Lets forget the past and turn over a new leaf.
I know I've been foolish before, but no-more to you,
If I've got to fool around, not with my P I'll do.
Hear me P, hear my plea; under the lonely sky,
Wait for you, as i do, under this pale moonlight.
No number of stars can fill, O' P this void that you left,
So return! Return to me P, without you, I'm bereft.
A lot of moaning and boning I've done over you, this is it,
I'm going rough on your ass now, time to shove you where you fit!
P, you're a key! Just some chips and logic-gate assembly!
Heck I'd interface you all i want, if not for my MuPee D!
I hope you learned your lesson P, you can't just go give up,
I'll find you, fix you, push you, shove you back.. till the time you're stuck!
Remember P, don't play with me! I play with you; once inserted,
I'll just use you here so none of the lines above will at-all sound perverted! :P
Ah. It's good to have you back. :P
Absolutely FAB! :D oh sorry..i meant :P
ReplyDeletewell written....to who so ever it is intended....... yearning and painful passion for the key P. The ending "Ah. It's good to have you back :P"" very good.
ReplyDeleteNow after having the P back, it time to write for D, the punch with the middle finger, yes punch turning the finger 180 degree. and that is foreseen. all the best ...............good literary attempt.
Couldn't stop laughing throughout. And your "label" of this as "Limerick" just made me ROFLMAO! :P
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