Benediction For Lord Apple Macintosh

Today the Sunday special brief

iCloud online worship session, I did attend

(via remote support)

found me feeling pampered,

when adept technical support

didst figuratively bend

over backwards, thus aye defend

glorious, righteous,

and zealous Gurus who did expend

their religious fervor, without proselytizing

and sanctified dedication they proffered

as if this secular chap hapt tubby

a long time Facebook friend

diligently persevered amidst

my woeful yelping alarm

where bot sized wetbacks, setbacks,

and drawbacks,

required a secret char

which this netizen vaguely understood

as unfair be-tidings disallowing

thyself to purchase additional farm

ming out iCloud storage

in the deleterious harm

akin to buggy ah mush swarm

comprised documents

(painstakingly slaved over with zest)

plus sundry data necessitating mooch hoe

legal tender (probably every

last red cent of mine) to in vest

concerted efforts of

at least one expert to test

her/his mettle in an attempt

(dim prospect) performing an in quest

to retrieve valuable data lost amidst a nest

of inaccessible "lost" information

(bantering with computer

jargon more so jest

with no intention to "FAKE"

trumpeting minimal knowledge

judiciously impressed

upon thine fifty plus

shades of gray matter, at my be hest

expressing scant cumulative

disc cussing duff frag


minted understanding lest,

a personal goal

to incapsulate in poetic best

not abandoning frustration

with this Macbook Pro

cuz, positive experience

wrought with Apostles eye attest,

so rather then vent

my spleen in vein

hie desisted

to rage against the machine,

and tack toward being urbane

thus, rejoicing with a cherry,

hearty, and mighty byte hooray,

asper driving,

exercising, and foisting

gentle circuitry vis a vis

neurotransmitters and neuromodulators

nudging pull-ups

within cerebral terrain.