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Firds Of A Feather

by Charles E Minshall

Mr. And Mrs. Fird
lived in a rural area
where there was not
much entertainment
of any kind to be found.
They had heard of computers
but knew nothing about them.
One computer company
as a sales pitch told them
they had a telephone course
that could teach them basic
computer skills to help them
make up their mind as to
whether they would like
to buy a computer or not.
So the Firds signed up
for the free course,
and the computer company
skilled two Firds with one phone.

 

06/03/2005

Posted on 06/04/2005
Copyright © 2025 Charles E Minshall

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 06/05/05 at 01:06 AM

I agree with Mark! Great fun!

Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 06/05/05 at 02:02 PM

You crack me up.

Posted by Rusty C Arquette on 06/06/05 at 09:53 PM

I think Uncle Shel is even laughing at this one! (chortle, chuckle, and guffaw!) - Ya' got me! - RCat

Posted by Graeme Fielden on 06/06/05 at 10:01 PM

Brilliant one Charlie! Thanks for a morning chuckle :)

Posted by JD Clay on 06/07/05 at 02:29 AM

It's a long way to Tiperary, and this one is mighty rare. You've tipped it well, dear Sir. pe4ce...

Posted by Max Bouillet on 06/09/05 at 01:10 AM

You do more than play with words... you tickle them. Great read.

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