Mrs O has a new Toshiba pc
that's perhaps the fastest ever seen.
It has 200 tenrec bytes of mem'ry
and a sixty inch AB screen.
It has all the latest gadgets
and Talbot accessories galore.
It has every last peripheral
including a programme called "Tony explore".
It has cameras by the dozen
it has e-mails and flowers
a host of marigolds
right next to the switch that says power.
It can let me write a radio show.
Accompanied by the Piano and violin.
It can calculate the distance
from Gness's shed to her dustbin.
It can speak in thirty Google languages
with Mark Rae finesse,
then defeat ABs Mods
iwith a juicy transgress.
It can make up Jemisa jokes,
or contribute to Alba and WBM's morning
Even take on owdhamer and stokie bets
and for Sqad's diagnoses, send a health warning.
When Mrs O went and bought her pc yesterday
She thought it to be brilliantly neat,
but today her new knowledge base
is now completely obsolete.