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Firds Of A Feather by Charles E MinshallMr. 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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