Why My Laptop is Girl by Me
I was not there for your electronic birth--A technological miracle, to be sure.
Another PC brought into the world;
A brand new laptop is what you were.

I was not there for your first steps,
When you learned to perform those basic tasks.
You opened files and surfed the web--
You'd do anything your maker asked.

But here you are--a teenager now.
You fuss and pout with all your breath
Till screens freeze up and I get mad.
You simply flash a blue error screen of death.

That's why I'm convinced you must be a girl.
There's no other gender that you could be.
Because boys aren't this fussy or fickle or mean
And they certainly aren't PMSy!

We have this strange mother-daughter link,
But what does the future for us hold?
With age might come maturity,
But that's no good if you're too old.

Such is the life of any PC,
Only useful in its adolescence
When things are never really simple,
Sometimes life just doesn't make sense!